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Shirabu was a logical person.Not one to waste time on stupid shit,rather using it to either study or practice.Whether that is with someone or alone is something he never cared about,just wanting to get better.
And so since Shirabu was a logical person he knew this was stupid,that he should be asleep rather than sitting on the cold tiles of the bathroom in the dorm he and Taichi shared.Taichi was most likely asleep at the moment.
But he couldn't do that,leave and not do it.He deserves this.And so with a razor in his shaky fingers he contemplated like he always did.He deserved this,to feel the pain of his mistakes.He.Deserved.This.
The small voice in Shirabu's head repeated as he slowly lowered the razor to his skin.It didn't hurt much,it was actually quite calming as his brain finally went quiet.
Shirabu loved this feeling,the cool metal of the razor blade against his skin,puncturing it and creating small red lakes.It felt good as Shirabu continued,the blood,his blood running down his legs only to end up on the tiles.He would clean it later.
So Shirabu continued as he got lost in the act of it.This was his ritual,something he did everyday.It became a routine almost,you could say.
He got so lost in it,it was a bit too late when he realized he went a bit too far.That he over did it,cut too deep or too much.Shirabu didn't know but that didn't mather as he started panicking.He was starting to get light headed and before he knew it the world went dark