Human Trash

Water (7)

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the curtains, Subaru stirred from his slumber, greeted by the familiar voice of Ray.

"Good morning, Subaru," Ray's voice echoed softly in the room.

Subaru blinked, momentarily unsure if he was still dreaming. "Ah... Ray... so it wasn't a dream..."

Ray's presence confirmed the reality of the moment. "Yeah. I'm here."

With a sense of relief washing over him, Subaru slowly pushed away the blankets and made his way out of bed. Ray drew back the curtains, inviting the fresh morning light to flood the room. With a gentle push, he opened the window, allowing the crisp air to filter in.

Subaru shuffled across the room, his steps heavy with the weight of uncertainty. As he disappeared into the bathroom to begin his morning routine, Ray remained by the window, his gaze fixed on the horizon.

The steady stream of water cascaded down Subaru's back as he stood beneath the warm embrace of the shower. Droplets danced on the tiles, creating a gentle symphony of sound. With a sigh, he leaned his head back, letting the hot water soothe the tension in his muscles.

His thoughts drifted, carried away by the rhythmic flow of water. Despite the comforting warmth surrounding him, a heaviness lingered in his heart. The memory of Miyasi, with her laughter and her kindness, seemed to haunt him, refusing to fade with the steam rising around him.

Subaru shook his head, as if trying to dislodge the memories clinging to his mind. Water droplets splattered against the walls, their sound mingling with the rush of the shower. He looked up at the ceiling, his lips pressed together in a thoughtful frown.

Thoughts of Miyasi tugged at his heartstrings, pulling him back to moments they had shared, moments that now seemed distant and bittersweet. Yet, despite the ache of longing, Subaru found determination stirring within him. He knew he couldn't dwell in the past forever. For Miyasi's sake, and for his own, he had to find the strength to move forward.

With resolve firming in his heart, Subaru turned off the shower and stepped out into the steam-filled room. Droplets clung to his skin, glistening in the soft light filtering through the window. He reached for a towel, drying himself off with brisk, purposeful movements.

Clad in his school uniform, Subaru emerged from the bathroom.

{Dahlila high school uniform:
Boys:
Pale mud coloured shirt, checkered grey and white pants, red tie, grey blazer.
Girls:
Pale mud coloured shirt, grey skirt, red neck ribbon, grey blazer.}

Ray's smile widened as he watched Subaru's determined stride, admiring his friend's resolve to move forward despite the weight of his thoughts. With a silent nod of encouragement, Ray followed suit.

Together, they left the room, ensuring the locks were secured behind them. The click of the door closing echoed softly in the hallway.

As they walked side by side, the morning sun cast a golden glow over their path, illuminating the way forward.

***

Dahlila high school
Class 9-B

As the classes resumed following Miyasi's sudden death, a somber atmosphere enveloped the school corridors. Ouran, the newly appointed homeroom teacher for class 9-B, stepped into his role with a sense of responsibility, determined to guide his students through this difficult time.

Subaru and Ray walked together towards their classroom, the weight of recent events hanging heavy in the air. As they approached the door, Subaru's gaze fell upon Alvia, standing alone outside the room. He knew he owed her an apology for his previous behavior, but seeing her there, he hesitated.