Survival? Definitely Not A Test

Chapter XIII

"In case you didn't realize, I'm driving, Shinichiro-san, Wakasa-san"

As a chuckle passed his lips, Shinichiro wiped the tears clean from his face before pulling himself away from takemichi, followed by Wakasa. Shinichiro sent a soft smile to Takemichi. Even if Takemichi was focused on driving, he knew takemichi saw his smile from the corner of his eyes when takemichi smile softly in return.

Standing up on his feet, he offered his hand to his friend, Wakasa, ruffling Takemichi's hair before turning to the others on the passenger side of the bus. He halted in his steps when he saw two very familiar faces among them. Their teary eyes pointed straight at him, lips wobbling.

"...Shin-nii?" The younger among the two called out to him softly, tears already sprung out of her pretty eyes. While the other one took a hesitant step, hand reaching toward the older.

Smiling widely, Shinichiro opened his arms wide before the two dived into his arms, hugging him tightly. The hugs were definitely too tight for him, but it was fine. He found his siblings. If only his grandpa were with them, but he knew better. He knew better when he witnessed the last breath his grandfather spent shouting at him to run. The tears came out profusely even if Shinichiro were trying his hardest to hold them in.

While driving, takemichi adopted a soft smile. He was holding the tears from flowing out of his eyes, and he succeeded, having used to do it. He was jealous of them. Like, so much.

Glancing at the bus entrance, he saw two teenagers who were about the same age as the currents him staring at him. It was not uncomfortable, but it felt weird to say the least.

One of them had gorgeous light blonde hair and had undeniably mesmerizing eyes. The most notable feature of him was the burn scar adorning the left side of his face. despite the scar, Takemichi couldn't deny that the boy was still pretty. Ah, also, the boy definitely reminded Takemichi of a golden retriever dog.

On the other hand, the other person had silky wavy black hair that was brushed to the right. If takemichi could be honest, the hairstyle looked funny, but it definitely suited the boy. His sharp cat-like eyes were looking at him and his friend repeatedly, looking confused. It was not long before he pushed his blonde friend to the back as Takemichi seemed like he was focused on the road.

Well, Takemichi was not an amateur in driving. He still could drive expertly even if he glanced at the other things too much.

But he got to be honest, driving while people burning holes onto the back of his head was uncomfortable. Nevertheless, he ignored them.

He focused on driving, tuning out the conversation the others had with one another. Although, he admitted he was too focused when he was startled out of his mind when someone spoke beside him.

"Aren't you too young to be driving, Michi-chan?"

Takemichi rolled his eyes playfully before replying, "I know how to, also who else can drive? These delinquents only knew how to ride a bike"

"That's fair. Where are we? It's mostly forest here."

Glancing at the person beside him, Takemichi said, "I used a shortcut. Before you say anything, yes, I know where I'm going, Wakasa-san." Takemichi cut the other off

"Oh, how the time passed. Where is our sweetie pie Michi-chan." Wakasa playfully rolled his eyes with a gentle smile on his lips, pulling a cute giggle from Takemichi. Wakasa bent his body forward to the front glass a little, looking up at the sky. "The night is approaching. It was pretty dark already."