The Accident

WTH?!

First
I sit in class listening to the teacher and fiddling with my pencil, being your average bored university student.

I was ready for class, and I was listening to the teacher explain the assignment that everyone would be doing in pairs.

I was the only one left without a partner, so I thought ok, I'd do it by myself, but no.

Someone came through the entrance of the classroom asking if this was the right class.

The teacher pointed over to me and said something, and the person whose face I couldn't see clearly walked over to me.

When they finally got close enough for me to see their face, I was shocked.

A few seconds later, my look of shock turned into a scowl at the sight of Khaotung's stupid smiling face.

"Hey," he smiled and sat hesitantly in the seat next to me.

"Why the Furikake are you here?" I ask, confused as all heck and, of course, angry.

(Of course, I'm not swearing at someone younger than me)

"I... wanted to learn architecture." He answered with a smile.

I wasn't buying that for shit because he hated complex buildings and blueprints when he and my brother had to take a mandatory multi focus learning class to see what you wanted to learn in university.

"Ok, and why are you in advanced maths? Why not start out so you can work your way up and meet people your own age?" I ask skeptical of him.

"Because I took the test...and I wanted to see how you're doing," He admitted, giving me a look of guilt.

"You know how I'm doing. Why bother asking?" I answer coldly and sigh, turning away.

"I'm sorry... but you wouldn't even look at me or talk to me or ask me what actually happened -" Khao continues, but I stop him.

"Stop talking. Let's just get this project over with by the end of this week." I say coldly, not wanting to hear what he had to say.

He goes quiet, and we work separately and split the project in half.

I feel this tug at my heart like I know I'm being too harsh. My brother was his best friend, and he must be grieving too, but I shook the thought away.

I was more impacted by it than him because it was my brother. My only immediate family left was gone.

I would never forget what happened even as I lie on my death bed. I will still wish it was me or someone else who'd have died in his place.