You're My Secret

Sayonara

Today's the last day of Erika with me at school. I don't want to be emotional or what so ever but I have to admit that I'm sad. The girl who had been with me from kindergarten will leave my side. She who always put up with my behavior. She who will accompany me wherever I went. She who holds my cold hands. She who speaks for me when I don't want to speak. She who always teasing me. She who always smile to me. She who always accept me for who I am.

She who I hold dearest to my heart.

I couldn't concentrate at all during the classes. I just kept staring to the falling leaves outside the window. I don't want this day to end.

I haven't spoke to Erika-chan since morning. I don't want her to sense my grief. But, deep inside I know, she knew it all the way.

"Miyuki-chan, do you hate me?"

"No." I love you so much that I couldn't bring myself to say it.

"Then, why did you ignore me all this day?"

".."

"If you really hate me then just say it! I will just disappear from your sight." She shouted then ran out of the class.

I stood up and ran after her. She stopped running when we reached the swimming pool. Then, she cried.

"This is my last day with you but you don't even talk to me."

"I'm sorry, Erika-chan. I don't mean to hurt you. I just don't want to accept it. I don't want you to go."

"I really want to stay. But I can't. So why don't you just treat me nicely for the last time?"

I was being selfish. I only thought for myself. I never think about her feeling. She also didn't want to part as much as I do.

I went closer to her and hugged her tightly in my arms.

"I'm so sorry, Erika-chan. I love you so much. You're my only best friend forever in this world."

Then we both cried.

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The next day.

I'ts Saturday. I'm at Erika's house, helping her to move out. It's the only free time I had this weekend as I need to prepare something for Student Council for next week.

She had a lot of things to pack. Most of them are pink. Yuck! I never like that color. They're like the weakest thing of all organisms in this and other universes. If I can get one dollar for every pink item I put into these boxes, I'll be a millionaire by now.

As I was packing her belonging, my eyes caught the sight of a photo album. The cover was pink, of course. The album was full of our picture. There were pictures from way back in the kindergarten till the past few days. We looked so little and cute when we're children. There's a picture of me crying during the candy run while she's comforting me. She'll always comfort me when I'm down.

Stop it! Don't. Cry.

Don't be emotional now! If Erika sees me, She'll be sad.

I took a deep breath and hold it.

"Miyuki-chan, why are your face red?"

I shook my head. Still holding my breath.

"Hahaha! You look just like a red tomato!" She laughed so hard that she started to roll on the floor. "Are you holding your breath?"

Nods.

"Why, idiot? Are you feeling so devastated that you want to commit suicide?" Now she started to tear as she laugh like there's no tomorrow.

"Don't worry, I'll text you every single day, okay? And I'll visit you when I have some time." She hugged me as she finished saying that.

Exhale.

"Wow, you girls are so lovey-dovey. I should record this and show it to your descendants one day." Eimi appeared at the doorway.

"Go away, you red apple flavored lollipop head." That man always butt in our business. Does he has nothing else to do?

"Onii-san, make sure you take a good care of Miyuki-chan when I'm away. Don't let anyone hurt this poor child. I put my trust on you, onii-san."

"Sure, sure. Anything for you, your highness."

"I don't need you to take care of me. Don't even go near me or I'll pull your red hair off one by one using my hand."

After all the promises, hugs and kisses, I said goodbye and walked home.