Twins

The One to Apologize

“Oh, what’s the matter, Ran-chan? Is someone chasing you?” kidded a man of around 30’s after opening the clinic door for the brownish black-haired teenage girl who was panting heavily. He was wearing a white blazer/coat and a pair of sharp eyeglasses which made him look more astonishing, as they harmonize with his blond hair.

The room was aptly cold and a scent of jasmine was noticeably diffused in the air. The atmosphere certainly was relaxing.

“Kazuki-sensei, do you have a medicine for fever?”  Ran asked in between her breaths. “Kaitou is sick.”

“Kaitou-kun eh? Hm… His brother came here earlier asking for a headache pill,” stated the doctor. “I see it got worse. Why not tell him to take a rest in here instead?”

“I already did, sensei.” Ran frowned. “But he refused to. He even got angry.”

Seeing her eyes starting to moisten the doctor quickly spoke, “Now now, don’t be upset Ran-chan. I’m sure, he’s just experiencing a bothersome pain or discomfort that makes him irritable. He’ll be alright once he got enough rest and medicine.”

The doctor sat on his chair, grabbed a pill from his table’s drawer and wrote something on what seemed to be a log book. He then handed Ran the paracetamol and said, “Here you go.”

“Thanks, Kazuki-sensei.” Ran faintly smiled before leaving.

She headed for the canteen afterwards and there she quickly but sensibly chose the things she then purchased.

“Here you go, Ran-chan.”

“Thanks, obasan.”

“Ran!” a familiar female tone caught her attention after she handed the saleslady her payment.

“Sonoko.” She greeted her with a smile.

“What are you up to, running away like that?” Sonoko asked as she went to her side, obviously worried. She has been panicking at the thought of Ran locking herself up in the restroom and crying her wounded heart out.

“I just went down to get what Kaitou needs,” the ever-loving Ran replied.

“Hmp! That guy doesn’t deserve to be uhm, served!” Sonoko exclaimed, almost running out of appropriate words due to anger. “Just like what Nejiko said, he’s a major PMS!”1

Ran chuckled. “Sonoko, he’s just sick. We have to understand how he must have been feeling,” replied this seemingly peaceful girl. This was also her way of reminding herself of what she should keep in mind so as not to feel hurt.

“Hmp!” Seeing her friend trying not to remember how harsh the grumpy guy has been to her, Sonoko turned to food matters instead. “Hey Ran, let’s try these,” she said, pointing to an assembly of ready-made soft tacos. “It’s already halfway to the end of lunch break but we can eat it while going upstairs.” The short-haired girl grinned.