Hiro was laying on his bed. Well, it was more like trying to forget about his girlfriend that was killing him, literally. Hiro looked under his bed and pulled out a box that had the words gum, written on it. Hiro opened the box filed with 'gum'. This was not like any other gum. This was gum for special people. This gum was for those who had to get rid of pent up feelings, get feelings, or wanted to be hurt. Hiro stuck 2 fingers inside the box and cut himself. Hiro grabbed the razor blade that had cut him and put it on his bed. He then put the box back under his bed and held the razor blade close to him. He moved his long sleeves up to his elbow and counted how many times he had done this already.

"52 cuts and counting." Said Hiro.

"53."

"54."

"55."

The cuts kept going as Hiro deeply needed to get a safe type of pain. This was safe because he could stop it, if he cut too much, or too deep. With his girlfriend however, it was like a never ending game of freeze dance. At moments he would be able to do nothing and breathe. for 80% of the time though, she would make him feel pain her way. Hiro has broke up with her, many times actually. She was just the type that doesn't take "I hate you and want you to leave me alone for as long as I live" seriously. You know the phrase "until the cows come home"? Well she would keep hurting him until the cows died, pigs fly, and Hiro and her were the only 2 alive.

"Well, now that I added my daily dose of 10 cuts on my arm. I'm ready to go and forget about my day and sleep." Said Hiro.

Hiro lived with his aunt Cass. She wouldn't stop telling him to break up with his girlfriend. Hiro was lucky that Cass didn't pry into others personal belongings, including their rooms. If she did, and watched Hiro closely enough then she would know that he cuts.