This World is too Cruel to Men – Chapter 0

That day, it was snowing like crazy.

It was Christmas, and staying cooped up inside the house felt a bit lame, so I called up my high school buddy who was in the same boat, heated up some oden soup, poured a warm cup of sake, and was feeling pretty good about heading home when my friend grabbed me with a worried look on his face.

“Hey, you sure it’s okay? The snow is no joke… Why don’t we just crash at my place for a bit and head back when the snow calms down?”

“Nah, I’m good, buddy.”

“This guy never listens to anyone! He’s gotta learn the hard way… Ugh, I swear he’ll roll around on the ice and finally get his act together.”

“Come on, falling won’t kill me! Worst case, I’ll just hurt my back or something. Anyway, I’m outta here. You should head back too.”

Little did I know, those words would become my last words in this life, and I realized that only after I shared a passionate forehead-to-forehead kiss with some little kid.

…Damn.