I sighed, today had been a rough day; still no sign of KS and now Kanato isn’t talking to me for some reason. I honestly don’t know what I did, we were so close then just…bam.
I rub my palm over my face, trying to smoothen out any newly folded wrinkles that may have creased, laying down to sleep.
<Dream Sequence>
Wh..what..? Where am I?? As my blurred vision started clearing, I noticed how bright the room was. A window. Bright with sun rays streaming in like water would in a waterfall. The white sills seemed to shine with how bloody clean they were. The next thing I donated attention to was the pastel green tinted walls, smooth and unscathed, leading from the ceiling down to a stone grey carpeted floor. I shifted my vision a bit closer.
I was sitting at my English teacher’s desk. Did I do something wrong? A figure now materialised in front of me. Kira? He was dressed as if coming to school on a physical education day, his red shirt vibrantly contrasting to his dark complexion. He was just looking at me, a silly smile plastered on his face.
Suddenly, his eyes shifted upwards-behind me-. A new aura stained the room with uneasiness. Tension pulled my muscles taut as I craned my neck back to stare straight into…Kanato’s…eyes...?
Why?
Why him?
We stared, emotionless-except for the dull aching in my heart-for a long while. It felt as if time had stopped, I thought it had; until he spoke,
”Chin to chin,
Chest to chest,
Chin to chest.”
Tears of frustrating confusion riddled my eyes as I continued gazing up at him in fear, now my senses felt scrambled, desperately trying to grasp and calculate everything. It was only now I noticed his large palms gently cupping my cheeks. It was only now I noticed the warm streaks of water on my them.
But no.
This wasn’t Kanato. It just wasn’t.
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No..
<End of Dream Sequence>
“NO—!” I pounced awake, my body shaking with tremors of an earthquake. What the hell was that?! Why him? HIM of all people! I shook my head, not bothering with my dream this time.
It doesn’t matter. I repeated to myself as I got ready for school.
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”You’re evil, Light” Azusa accused, puffing his chest and flexing on his toes to reach my bestfriend’s height. I chuckled weakly, trying watching the giraffes compete.
I couldn’t really focus though.
‘Kanato’s’ speech was still stuck in my head, replaying over and over. Frustrated and finally snapping, I yank out my phone rather roughly, punching in words and phrases. Chest symbolism: ‘to do with intimacy or close relationships’ , Chin symbolism: ‘to do with stubbornness ’.
Instantly my head felt clearer. I don’t know what I did or what I just discovered but my mind has its own way of telling me I’m on the right path.
And this is one of them.
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