M.U High's Love Stories [Book 1.5]

XI. Hiro

..................(Hiro).....................
Mom, dad, Wren, and me--- I'm okay, I'm good, but... why do the happiness and contentment always have to end?

I feel like a once happy household and family has gone into a rich source of pain and anguish. Why does everything have to turn out like this?

I had to stay strong for both mom and Wren. I'm not complaining; I'm saying all this cause I'm almost at the peak of giving up.

Then, one day I was only eating in a quiet corner when this girl showed up. I wasn't in my mood, and she challenged me.

Whenever I overthink and work too much, that Chelsea girl lightens my world. She is something, and she's special. But I'm afraid she might be the sun I cannot reach.

I don't get why a guy like me hangs out with them too? I don't know how it happened. I realized though I don't speak much, I became a part of "The Great five" and spent my time with them too.

I found myself protecting them as well.

I don't want to use any power because that power belongs to my mother, but know who you encounter. Those were the words I wanted to say to Clyde at that time.

And Chelsea, I don't even know why I always see what she's doing.

While I was clearing my mind in the training room about another fight between my mother and me, I didn't know why I didn't have any tears that time, and it won't flow.

Then again, Shaun found me while I was resting, and they lightened my night.

"What's love, in your perspective?" I looked at Chelsea.

"Love is like a table of contents. It contains different kinds of love; brotherhood, friendship as well as romance." I answered and looked away. It's been so long since I saw her, huh?

We spent the holidays together, and I couldn't be happier. But I don't know what to do to my mother, and she keeps bugging me about the successor thing. It's not that I don't wanna. It's just a big responsibility. Responsibilities are undoubtedly in my league, but the hell! I still wanted to enjoy my life while I was young.

Being with Chelsea and the people that became my friends seemed so fast and unwavering.

After what happened to mom, I realized that I have tears too. I thought I was emotionless to produce even those things they called tears.

How can life be f*cked up?!

Mom just wanted the best for us but isn't it too much?

Can I say I'm tired?

Can I say I want to give up?

Can I take a little rest?

"Hermano," I looked at Wren, who called me. I slightly smiled and rubbed his hair.

"Don't worry, and everything's gonna turn out okay," I assured. Will it?

"Does anyone disagree with the orders of the higher-ups?" None disagreed, and neither did I.

I was on my way to get Wren when someone called me.

"Hiro," It's Mr.Mist.

"Yes? How may I help you, Mr. Mist?"

He chuckled before answering, "Oh, common now. You can call me Uncle Kai and this old geezer your grandpa." I nodded.

"I hope I didn't offend you in any means." Mr. Mist—Uncle Kai stated.

"Not at all, Uncle," I replied. I presume it's about the decision made by the higher-ups.

He chuckled once again. "The more I look at you, I've noticed that you're like the spitting image of Kaylo."

"Why? My mom said I got my looks from her?" Mom would always say that I didn't get near my father's appearance. I was even too young to remember what my dad looked like---I was like, what? 4?

"Oh, classic Nahla. You do look like your father." He said as he smiled and looked like he was reminiscing. Grandpa went ahead first from Uncle since he's not getting younger.

"Oh, I hope that we could spend Christmas next year with both you and Wren and, if possible... your mother too." I could see different kinds of emotions in Uncle's eyes. I know there's something beneath those emotions.

"Uncle, is there still a past we don't know of?" I asked. It's true that my mother attained Meltune but what was the reason before and now? That I can't decipher.

"Believe me, and we had a complicated past. And somehow, I regretted that I wasn't there for Nahla when she was hurting so much." Uncle vaguely smiled.

He tapped me on my shoulder. "I'd better get going. You can visit us anytime." Then he left.

A complicated past, is it? I wonder if Quintin knew anything about it.

And about Quintin, I haven't seen him since. We're going through the same thing, and maybe that's why he is my first best friend.

After we ate, I helped Wren go to sleep. I came to get a little fresh air and clear my mind somehow.

I sighed; what now?

"Yow, Hiro!" I know that voice.

"I thought you're spending time with your mother?" I asked, walking toward the river, which is my favorite spot.

"Well, I was. But mom and dad are so sweet, and it's kinda vomiting." I shook my head at what Quintin said.

"Still don't want any sweet gestures and sweet talks?" I asked, chuckling.

"Nah, you know I hate it." He went to the branch right next to me. He's smiling from ear to ear. I'm genuinely happy that Quintin is much more pleased now that his mom is free. But there's a bit of jealousy in me and some
what-if's in my mind.

"We're real family now," I looked at him.

"So?"

I felt him punch my shoulder. "Man, who would have known?!" Then he chuckles. Quintin is very much like his father.

"There's nothing we could do about that."

"Waahh, you made it sound like you dislike me having the same blood as you?!" I heard Quintin exclaim. We argued and talked that same night.

When I went back to my room, I saw the gifts Chelsea and the others gave. I forgot to unwrap these.

Since I had time, I started unwrapping. I got sunglasses and a pocket knife. That came from the most denial Reyver. Where would I use a pocket knife? I couldn't possibly bring it everywhere!

And some books and a scarf from Chelsea. What's this?

It's paper. Wait, there's a message inside.

I opened it.

I'm proud of you; keep on going!

I slightly laughed. What is Chelsea doing? Why is she proud of me?

But somehow, it made me smile.

Simple gestures from you, m'lady, could turn my world into something special.

As you are the sun...

I'm willing to reach out.

———————MissKjjo7———————11/15/21