𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄

Feel blue

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❝ to feel sad ❞

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I was going to fail.

I was so sure about it.

The same old sickening building caused my stomach to churn, my sleep-deprived state hardly able to comprehend anything that was going on. It was no longer raining, thankfully, but the mass of clouds still remained overhead, floating through the sky that was painted lilac.

No light in sight. Nothing remotely comforting about the evening.

Emma was heading towards Shinichiro's room, while I took my sweet time following her, not very excited about facing him. I did not have the courage within myself to look at his awful state again without getting reminded of the things I said, the things that happened.

Even when I didn't want to, I couldn't help but feel extremely uncomfortable around everyone— especially the Sano siblings.

"He's alright... oh God."

It was surprising when she called me, sounding petrified and confused after having quite a never-racking nap. I didn't expect us to meet again in such stressful times, as things were quite complicated between us, but you'd have to be one hell of an asshole to turn a girl down who wanted to see her hospitalised brother.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. I know it was just a silly nightmare, I shouldn't have inconvenienced you like this.... I just felt very anxious..."

"It's nothing, really. I'm glad he's okay." I drawled out, my heavily lidded eyes avoiding the unconscious man lying still.

I didn't even know him. I'd never heard his voice, or seen his face, or held a conversation with him. I'd only ever seen a blurry reflection of his past by piecing together the fragments Mikey gave me. I had seen him for like, a mere three times, and yet, yet I found my eyes welling up at his sight. I could only wonder the anguish the siblings were under.

"Mikey isn't home, or else I would've gone with him instead but... you see, you were the only person I could think of besides him. Gramps is worried enough already."

She sounded so frail, like she had yet to recover from the horrible nightmare she had. I knew that part all too well, as I, too, was once a victim of this. The seemingly neverending scarring dreams, the breaking of cold sweat every night, the feeling of dread creeping its way into my heart. It was something I was familiar with, unfortunately enough.

"Don't worry about it. I'm happy to help."

It was 7 PM, and the streets were strangely silent for a Tuesday evening. I had my first exam in a few days, and here I was, leaning against the pastel white walls of a hospital I couldn't come to grow familiar with.

In an attempt to ease her discomfort, I tried to search for topics that would drive her away from whatever was bothering her.

"Um... where.. where did your brother go?"

Her eyes shot up to meet mine, slight astonishment evident in them. Her lips twitched upwards a little, before clearing her throat a bit awkwardly.

"Shiba residence."

"Huh?"

My brows were knitted in confusion, head tilted towards the side.

"Shiba residence." She repeated with much more emphasis, letting me know that I didn't hear that wrong.

The first face that popped up inside my head was Yuzuha's. But I knew Mikey enough to realise that his business probably did not include Yuzuha alone. Even after knowing that pretty well, I was still a little uncertain about things. Though, I didn't voice them out because they were trivial matters that were not worth mentioning. Not at a time like this, at least.