Strange Fate

Chapter 3: Definsthetic Enthronome

'Ten minutes until...'

'Nine minutes until...'

'...around twenty-eight.'

'Hmmm... Forty-six floors?'

'Already thirty minutes...'

'Twenty-seven.'

The glimpse of dawn and the sunray's was fading up slowly, engulfing the entire sky that was still at darkness. Even though I slept passed midnight, I still woke up very early. Gazing from the window after I risen up, the sun was beautiful as it climbs up from the horizon, and my eyes were hurt. I could tell that my well cared face that had been exposed by the radiant light was very dull, baggy eyes, and disoriented hair with many ahoge's. I didn't sleep a lot and my bed was calling me out to go back, yet I can't, because my thoughts were running like madman and it was making me awake almost the entire night. Thinking those numbers again and again.

I decided to prepare breakfast for the both of us, mom and me, since I still have a lot of time before school. When I walked outside the hallway, I noticed that mom's room was slightly opened and there was an illumination coming from inside. I also heard some noise that was like rushing and flipping of books. It made me realize that mom hadn't slept the entire night and I'm worried. I took a glance the gap between the doors to observe what was happening and I saw mom reading a lot of books I do not know, but most of it was covered with a lot of numbers and graphs. The walls had also some sticky notes that overlapping to each other and they were like equations I barely recognized. I chose not to bother her what she was working right now because she might snapped out if I tried to advise her that she needed to rest.

Instead I gave her the magazine I bought yesterday. I returned to my room and grabbed it. Afterwards, I knocked the door and opened it gently. "Umm... Mom, try this. It might help you." She didn't said anything, but mom received the magazine I reached out. Then, I quickly went outside and closed the door for her. Hope it will ease her somehow and I haven't read that book yet.

Why did I gave it to her?

I've managed to prepare the breakfast as what mom's always done every morning and got the chance to create my own bento. I'll say the credit of my cooking was satisfactory even though I don't know what kind of dish I was making, because the taste wasn't that bad and it had a unique texture, violet. The share for my mom was foiled up after it cooled down and I placed it on the fridge, leaving a note for her. Before I catch up to school, I checked my mom again and saw that she was now resting. It made reassured. I covered her a blanket. On the table she was working on, I spotted my magazine that was flipped midway. I'm glad that mom gave a chance to open the magazine.

It piques my interest on the topic displayed on that certain page. "Theory of coincidence by Hashwell Mayhem." I muttered myself. I wanted to read the details, but I don't have much time left. I have a ton of time last night, yet I didn't took a glance at the magazine, even once. Settled to read it afterschool, I left the house.

Man, this sucks.

I only walked not that far from my house unto this classroom but I'm feeling so tired. My sleepiness was paying back and the blackboards were getting blurry...

Bam!

I suddenly faded away as my head dropped dead down and hit my forehead. "Iteeh..." I patted the pain.

"Oh. You're still alive." Hiro-kun whom arrived just saw what happened to me.

"Such a dark joke you're saying." I shrugged back.

When Hiro-kun was about to sit, on his bag, a piece of paper came out and fell down to the floor on my side as he laid it on his desk. The falling paper caught my attention and I sought to return it back to him. The piece of paper was all tattered and just fixed out by the use of a scotch tape and it was hardly recognizable. But I got surprised as I figure it out what that paper really was. My eyes went wide and my drowsiness halted for the mean time as the paper was the winning lottery ticket for yesterday's draw. I suddenly felt goose bumps all over my body and conceived myself that I was right where my doubts on him was true after all. I almost forgot about this.