🥀 Blinded by Rose Petals 🥀

Part 4 - Is he alright?

{Korekiyo's POV}

What did he say?

Did someone hear it?

I look around, but everyone has already left.

His friend heard him. That's all.

The school suddenly feels like a maze. I begin to walk towards the lockers. I can't find mine.

What did he say?

It seems like my mind has forgotten everything. Where my locker is. What class I'm in. What my talent is. Who Rantaro Amami is.

I open each and every locker. Not mine. Not mine. Not mine.

These shoes are not mine.

. . .

After what feels like an hour, I finally go out of the school building. Air resembles a thick mist rather than itself, and my mind is starting to get hazy. Sister, give me your strength.

I love you, sister. I really do. But I cannot bring this boy to you.

What about my love? Is it not enough? Are all these friends I brought you, not enough?

Do you really need him? Do you really need...

No, he confessed his love. He confessed his love to you. My body serves as a mere vessel. If he fell in love with what he saw, then...

Do you accept this love? Do you put it above mine?

Is that why I'm feeling dizzy right now?

I finally make it to the gate. I can barely see what is beyond it. I take a step. Another. A few more and I'm fully out of the school now.

All of this gives me a cold sweat. I just need to get home now - that shouldn't be difficult.

As I'm walking along the pavement, I suddenly notice the same green hair that I've seen before. My eyes immediately focusing on it. Keep going, Korekiyo. Don't stop there.

And yet, my body becomes frozen still when right in front of him. Like always.

His head lifts itself up. Our eyes meet yet again.

His...

Face is covered in tears...?

I reach into my bag for some tissues whilst Rantaro begins to wipe his own face with the sleeves of his uniform. Before he can get them completely wet, I hand him the tissue.

"...Thanks." With a bit of hesitation, he takes the tissue and wipes his face with that instead.

I look into my bag again. I have my wallet with me today.

"...Hey, I don't usually do this, but..." I could feel my voice crack slightly because of the stress I felt. This was the first time I am willingly talking to him. Not because of the pressure; Because I just want to.

"Would you like to go somewhere? I don't think you should be sitting on the cold, wet ground..."

"...Huh?" Rantaro seems surprised. Well, I assume positively, but... deep down I am ready to get rejected right away. It's quite obvious that no one would want to speak to me - let alone go out somewhere together.