It happened as it said. I was born again on 13.12.2000.

  Well, Makoto probably thinks I am retarded or something because I can't really talk to him or even look at him.

  It is just so weird looking at myself.

  The years went smoothly. I was mostly waiting for the day to come.

  I entered the same high school as Makoto did.

  and the day was closer and closer.

  11.11.2015

  It's finally time. A day I have been waiting those 15 years.

  I woke up and woke up Makoto very early.

  I already planned a few things out for extra security, because Makoto can't die at all cost.

  As I remember on that day I was late, but now I am going to wake up Makoto early and both of us will go to school early.

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  We said goodbye to our mother and began to walk.

  I was thinking about what to do now.

  But I didn't have much time to think, because the road I was killed in my last life I getting closer and closer.

  The distance between the road and us was about 10 meters when I said to Makoto that we should wait here.

  He thankfully didn't ask many questions, it's just it was safer here because now no one can push him like last time.

  Everything was going smoothly until I saw a man with a bat-like object swinging in the direction of Makoto.

  Makoto got hit and fell to the ground. It all happened so fast that I didn't have time to react.

  The man started running and I was checking if Makoto is breathing.

  He was. And I screamed.

  "SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE"

  After that, I started running to the man.

  He was running pretty slowly.

  Right as I was about to catch him. He turned right to the small street. Unfortunately for him, it was a dead end.

  I came closer and punched him with all my force in his face. And he falls down.

  "Who are you and why are you trying to kill my brother"

  I started asking him questions but he wasn't answering.

  Then all of sudden he stood up and pulled out a knife.

  I was so scared I couldn't move. But then.

  ...

  ...

  He stabbed himself in the heart.

  "What do you think you are doing"

  He started crying and finally said something

  "You don't know what you did, but it's okay, you still don't know anything"

  He said that as he dropped onto the floor.