The Beginning of Summer

Part 4 - Past Relationships

Kyo POV

I lie down in bed. I still can't fall asleep. Nothing is actually bothering me this time. I think I'm just curious about relationships. I don't know how it is since I've never been in one and I feel like I won't be in one anytime soon due to my situation. I should at least make an effort to learning about feelings because if not, I'll grow up alone and lonely.

I feel like Hajime has experience in these kinds of stuff. He seems like he's been in a relationship. Maybe I should ask him.

"Hajime," I call him. He was lying down in the futon that I prepared for visitors.

He turns around to look at me. "Yeah? Can't sleep?"

"Yeah," I reply. "But this isn't like last time."

He adjusted to a more comfortable position. "Let me hear it."

"Have you ever been in a relationship before?" I ask. "I'm just curious. I want to know how it was based on your experience."

"Uhmmm," He seems like thinking about something. "I have been in relationships, yes. But the thing is, none of them were that serious. It was just some plain old crush."

"Ahh, I see," I reply. That makes sense. He's just in Junior High School. As far as I know, nothing serious really develops at that age.

"Well, there was this crush that I have," He also lied down, staring at the ceiling. "It's not even a crush. I fell for this person. I admired them for almost my entire first year in junior high school."

He seemed happy talking about this past crush of his. Whoever she is, it seemed like it made him happy.

"What happened after?" I asked.

"I promised myself to ask them for a dance when my previous school held a dance, but I couldn't. Normally, I would've asked, but this was different. I can't just ask them that easily."

This person seems interesting. Was he like, popular? Based on my knowledge, some people won't consider approaching a popular student if they're not the same level as them. Better not ask because he seemed sad just now. A quick shift of mood.

"I totally got my hopes up and I ended up hurting myself. After the dance, I ended up avoiding them."

I feel bad for asking. It seemed like I brought up a bad memory. I didn't mean for it to go like this,

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked," I say.

"It's okay," He replies. He smiles a little. "I don't mind sharing this memory with you."

I smile. "Thank you,"

He nods. "Well, at the end of the day, I still got the dance. They found out that I have been avoiding them and asked me why. I answered honestly. They were considerate of me that they asked me to dance with them after school."

He seemed happy again. I am really curious as to who this guy is to make him happy like this. "This person seemed to make you happy."

"Yeah," He replies. "That person brings me joy. I look up to them every time I feel down. Being with them makes me comfortable and happy, just like being with y-"

His words suddenly got cut and he hit his mouth with his hand and covered it. The sound got me a bit startled and I look at him. "You okay?"

He laughs. "Yeah, just a mosquito."

"Oh, okay," I lie back down to my bed. That was weird. I just sprayed my room with an anti-mosquito spray. Maybe it didn't get them all.

"Kyo," Hajime says. "Thanks for listening to my story. It's been a while since I've opened up to a person like this."

I smile. "No problem. Anytime."

"Good night," He says.

"Good night," I say back. He turns around and covered his head with a blanket.

Hajime POV

I did it again!!!!!! God, why can't I control myself today? I almost said that I feel happy and comfortable being with him, even though it hasn't even been a week since we first met. I mean, it's true that I feel this way. 

First, I can't stop thinking about him, second, I feel like I'm a different person when I talk to him sometimes, now, I almost exposed myself that I MIGHT have a very, very, small crush on him. Luckily, he can't identify if someone's into him. I shouldn't take advantage of that, but I'm glad because it might seem that I like him even though I'm not sure yet.

I bury myself further down the pillow under the blankets.