Ever since high school, I only liked one person,
Koara Grey...
Also know as Kara
It may sound cliche, but, she's perfect.
She always made me feel better about myself when I felt like "hey, you suck."
I used to be a horrible person.
I bullied people,
I yelled at others,
I smoked,
But...
When I met her, she... She made me the better version of me without trying.
She was the beacon of my life,
And I couldn't live without her.
Our relationship...? It was just a close friendship...
It hurts me more than I realized that men were free to flirt with her and take her away from me...
All men loved her, who wouldn't ?
She had wavy blonde hair that shined and glimmered in the sunlight, and grey eyes that could always stun them.
But...
They never saw her for her personality.
Which was more precious than anything else, more precious than gold.
She'd cling unto you with her life,
Her eyes always lit up when she saw me,
She always calls me to her side,
"Hanzo! Over here!" Are the words I wait for every morning...
Which always makes me feel so... Happy.
Ahhh... She was my "Koala".
I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her,
Even if it's just as friends...
But the world won't have it, I suppose.
Soon after graduation, I found out I was terminally ill.
My heart was failing on me...
I didn't tell Kara about that, though...
I don't want her to worry about me.
She's too precious to worry about some scumbag like me...
I spent my days in the hospital, I made sure to tell the doctors to never let Kara in.
She can't see me this weak...
She can't...
But, the day I was about to breathe my last,
She came...
she was in tears, she ran to me and hugged me, she cried unto my shoulder, muttering "you idiot, why didn't you tell me?!"
Of course she begged the doctor to let her in...
But, I'm somewhat glad I got to see her one last time...
When I closed my eyes, I heard her mumble four words...
Four precious words...
"I love you, Hanzo...."
That was the last thing I heard,
It was wonderful.
But... I wonder who'll take care of her after my death...
I never got to tell her how I feel...
Then, I woke up in a different place.
I looked around, this wasn't my home...
I stood up, and stared at the mirror.
This wasn't me...
Did I... Revive...?
Reincarnate...?
Did I possess someone else's body...?
"This... Is my chance..." I mumbled to myself, a childish grin sneaking in.
"I'm coming back, my Koala...."
YOU ARE READING
My Koala
Fantasy"Who are you...?" "the one and only, Hanzo!" "No, you can't be him... Hanzo is dead."
