I woke up.
It looks like I'm in a guy named Kennedy Jenkins.
Pretty weird for a man.
Extremely Gay.
No doubt.
I scanned his mind.
Happy life, has a brother which is Jeffinson.
Good reputation.
Has a girlfriend.
His gayness doesn't mean he's pure gay.
It just means he is really HAPPY about his life.
***
School.
I expected much about this guy.
I thought he was smart, he was just normal.
Cool.
Just like me.
But not the HAPPY part of him.
I forgot that it was the last exam today.
Chemistry, Advanced Statistics, Trigonometry, Physics, and all of the applications being applied to this world.
But I won't fail him.
I told professor that I should be quarantined because I am having a disease.
And the good thing about Oxford University is that they have a room only for those who needs to be quarantined.
I took the chance.
Did the test there.
Woah.
It really was a long test, but worth my time.
I went to the library.
And then I saw his girlfriend.
Julie Anne IV.
That's one gorgeous a...
I bonked Kennedy's head.
The girl kissed Kennedy's head.
Shocked.
I was shocked.
For 300 centuries living in this world, I felt a kiss.
A kiss.
But that kiss was for Kennedy's.
Not mine.
Asked Kennedy for a coffee at Starbucks.
I nodded.
Kennedy nodded.
We both had latte.
T'was our favorite.
Their favorite.
After going to Starbucks, I decided to go with her.
It was evening.
Ate dinner with her parents.
I remembered that today was supposed to be our anniversary.
The 14th anniversary.
We're both old and both our parents agreed about the two.
After dinner, I went outside to get some air.
She was there.
I told her I'm sorry about forgetting our anniversary.
I told her that I was busy because of the tests.
She cried.
She told me I was acting different today.
I was caring.
For her.
And I just discovered that I wasn't happy.
Those days were the days of the old times.
10 years after the incident.
I was no longer happy.
My days were always dark.
But she was there.
Saving me for all of my debts.
Loving Kennedy for who he was.
She didn't care about my face.
It was the heart.
The heart she believed that someday it would change.
And that someday was supposed to be now.
But I can't.
I can't live in the same body.
I told her everything is going to be okay.
I told her if I may not be this man tomorrow, help me.
Guide me.
If this man would be the same until the end of our days, love him.
Before she could speak, I kissed her.
And as I recalled, I never kissed her.
But then I did.
And it stop.
I told her those three words that she haven't heard from him.
I.
Love.
You.
And everything was blurred.
I am not in that guy's body.
But something unexpected.
Something I am good at.
Something great..........
