Blue Exorcist - The Game Of Time

Memories

We were at the same exorcist class. I remember that his eyes were still visible behind his glasses. And yes, he looked like a teacher pet. But don't get fooled.

At the begining, we didn't got intrested in each other immediatly. But we quickly realized that we have important common points: we were fond of demons. I remember seeing him reading a book about demonology that I already read myself before, it was the first time I came to talk to him. When we started talking about demons together, nothing could stop us, it was difficult to know who was the most passionated between the two of us. I remember that at the time, we organized challenges to determine which one of us was the most passionate of demons! It was the first time I got along that well with someone. In addition, we had both trouble making friends. After that, we discovered another common point for work of fiction, in particular movies, but also comics. He was a fan of american comics and I was one of mangas. It's him who introduced me to comics. I've tried to introduce him to mangas but it didn't really work. In short, there was a really good feeling between us. But hey, no one's perfect, we also had some disagreements. But I've discovered another of his facet: his lack of empathie. I would have no regrets killing someone to achieve his needs if he had to and if it was legal. The end justifie the need. One day, he have been reallly offensive to one of our classmate, because she was supposedly "annoying". I remember that we had an argument about it. It was the first time that I saw him angry. And that's not nice. He suddenly became violent. To say everything, we ended up fighting. I never had fought before, it was my first time, but I did't remain passive. I remember how much we both have been lectured, I had many bruises, he had his glasses had broke and his nose was bleeding non-stop. To be honest, for a first fight, I really did a good job. But after that, now that I knew that he could become that violent, I've started fearing him a bit and I've strated getting away from him. But I didn't felt nice: he was alone again and instead of spending our breaks debating, we stayed alone in our corner doing nothing. And even if he had troubles expressing his feelings; that's why most of people struggled understanding him and trusting him; I saw that he was sad. And honestly, this situation made me sad too. Even if I feared him, I had decided to talk to him. I still remember our conversation, I was in front of him in the schoolyard while he was reading a book, it was one I had recomended to him:

- Hi, Lewin. I see that you are reading "The chronicles of the demon exorcist".

- Yeah, it's very intresting

I've started talking about that because I didn't have any other idea to start a conversation, and then, I didn't knew what to say anymore. We both stayed silent, we were looking for something to say, the good words to continue the conversation and said what we had in our hearts. It's finally him who started to talk:

- I'm very sorry about what happened the last time, I've lost controle and I shouldn't have...

I can tell you with my experience that a Lewin apologizing sincerly is very rare, it's gold. 

- You know, he continued, I would understand if you don't want to be my friend anymore, I can't help myself, I become violent when I'm angry, I worked on it but it's beyond my power. I would like to say you that it wont happened again, but it would be a lie. I'm used to it, after all, it's normal that people doesn't want to be friend with a guy that can lost control over his feeling anytime, I wont blame you, he said smiling.

When he talks, even if he's touched or not, he always have a not impassive but indifferent tone, it's why it's hard to understand what he really feels throught his words, words aren't enough. If he's always alone, it's not because he don't succeed making friends, it's because they run away every time because of his personality. I felt in his words that he really couldn't do anything about that, that was a part of him, and it touched me. I sat next to him and put my arm behind his neck.