Chapter 9: cassette player||

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Visa days: 16

We walk together to our apartment. It's cold and dark. "Where have you been staying?" Yasu asks. "In our apartment" I answer. "Have long have you been here?" He continues. "I've lost count but five days, six, maybe a week. This game was my third" I tell him.

Yasu is quiet for a few seconds before he asks me a question. "But if you have only been here for a few days and you've played three games, haven't you played when you still have visa days then?".

"Yeah, I might have done that" I answer. I actually feel a bit embarrassed. Why would I play when I don't have to? What does Yasu think of me now?

"Hmm. I haven't met anyone who plays when they don't have to" Yasu says thoughtfully. "I just need to get more information. I need to know how to get out of here" I reply. Even though that's not the true reason I play when I don't have to. I do it because I don't hate the games and I love the adrenaline.

"I have an idea. Have you heard about the beach?" He asks me. "No. What is it?". "I'm not sure, but I think it's a big group that works together". "That doesn't sound too appealing right now" I answer honestly.

"Come on. They have electricity and water" Yasu tells me. "Well, that changes it a bit. Where is it?" I ask. "I don't know" he answers. "Then we'll forget that idea. I don't need a beach, I'm living just fine in our apartment" I say.

"You've always been very independent. Never needed anyone's help" he says smiling after a quick pause. "That's just how I am". I smile back. "Even though I like getting help from my brother when I need it" I continue and give him a smirk. He smiles and lets out a quick chuckle.

The rest of the way to the apartment we walk in silence. I think we are both just enjoying each others company. I'm at least enjoying his.

After about five minutes more of walking we get to the apartment. I lock up the door since I have the keys. It's so weird to be in our own apartment, together, just like before, but nothing is like before. We have just played a deadly game and killed someone. How can we act so normal in a world that's anything but?

"We'll catch up more tomorrow, but right now I need some sleep" Yasu says and ends the sentence with a yawn. I chuckle a bit before giving him a hug. I'm not the type of person who gives everyone hugs. If you aren't my best friend or close family I won't touch and I'll flinch if you touch me.

But if I'm close to you then I love psychical touch. And since I'm quite close to my brother, hugs and stuff haven't been a problem with him. Actually I feel like my brother is the only person I can be myself with. I act cold and distant to everyone except him and that's one of the reasons I love him.

I can truly be myself with him.

I go into my own room and change before going straight to bed. The moonlight shines through my curtains which gives my room a purple-blue color which is honestly perfect to fall asleep to.

༻♥︎༺

I wake up to hearing sounds from the kitchen. My first thought is to grab the knife which I keep on my bedside table. Then I remember yesterday and that me and Yasu reunited.

I feel a warm feeling spreading through my body. My brother. Yasu. He's here. With me. I quickly put on some clothes before heading to the kitchen.

I'm met with the sight of Yasu cooking something. "Good morning" He greets me with a big smile. He looks like he's been awake for an eternity except for his hair which is sticking to all directions.

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