[quote=@Crimmy]
[b]Uchima Senior High - Another Hallway, Classroom Building, 2nd Floor???[/b]

Jin fell.

If they could still feel through the haze of pain and the slow deterioration of their senses as they continued to bleed, the shock of the wooden floor meeting their body would lance through, cracking bone and twisting muscle. Yet even so, there was a warmth. Not the warmth of blood rushing through a broken body. A warmth in the heart. A warmth that seemed to pulse with energy.

Something was calling to Jin. Something inside them.

The crippling cold of the thing that had picked it up was returning. Ice began to form on the wood beneath Jin's cheeks, sharp, jagged pieces that were freezing their blood. A hostile cold.

The warmth inside Jin continued to call.

It would be for the best if Jin, body shattered and slowly wasting away, chose to answer.
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Jin stared at nothing, as cold crept into their skin. Deeper, to the blood. Deeper still, starting to freeze their very breath. 

"...who are you?" The words were murmured not aloud, but within. Jin's lips moved anyway.

[i]I am you. And who are you? [/i]

"I'm Jin. ...are you an angel?" 

[i]Are you? [/i] There was almost a laughing note to the voice. Feminine, sort of. Masculine, sort of. Both? Neither?

"N-no... I'm... I'm too much a bitch for white wings... heh..." A weak rasp of a laugh escaped their blue lips. It hurt. It all hurt. Even breathing hurt. But the pain was stopping.

[i]A bitch dying on the cold floor?[/i]

"...no."

[i]What was that?[/i]

"No. No, I... I won't die here. I refuse."

[i]...Take my hand.[/i]

Jin did. With their body slowly going icy, and their last breath half frozen on her lips, Jin spoke one word.

"...Per...sona." 

The pain... stopped.