If you had ever been to Hope University, even for a day, you would have heard about or seen Simi Gabriel. You would know that she was a force to be reckoned with. You would know that she was the moral compass and an enforcer of law.
You would know that she was all about justice and that she would go to any length to let it reign. And while you may join others in calling her stupid, subconsciously, you would admire her courage and praise her for ensuring that Kyle - the rich kid who molested and killed a girl - was locked up.
However, you wouldn't know Uju Smith, her best friend. How, though, would you? She always wore oval glasses, walked down the hallway hugging her books to her chest and looking down, and she never spoke loud enough for everyone to hear.
And if you never had a class with her, you would never know how extraordinary she was when it came to academics.
But I knew her. As a voice in her head and her first best friend - though she's probably forgotten about me now - I know her even better than she knows herself. I know that she wants to make new friends but can't approach people. I know that whenever she is asked a question, she presses on her pinky to reduce her nervousness. And when she starts talking and everybody goes silent, listening to her, the words gets stuck in her throat and she never completes her speech. If it weren't for me constantly telling her that she could be right, she would never raise her hand for anything.
I do more than just that. I also warn her when I sense danger. And if she doesn't react quickly, I shut down, leaving her to handle it on her own.
Today, as much as I wanted to shut down, I just couldn't. I kept repeating to her to get out of there. I knew she couldn't because Kyle had shut the door the moment he walked in.
I could hear the nasty words he said to her. He kept asking her where Simi was but she didn't give an answer. And when he threatened her with her life, she talked back at him - for the first time in her life. It was also the last time because he immediately took the fry pan on the counter and hit her on the head with it. I don't really know what happened next because I shut down immediately.
I don't know when I came back but I was unharmed. I guess it's a benefit of not having a physical body. I could hear Simi crying and muttering some incoherent words. At first, I couldn't understand them. Then, after listening, I could make out some words. She was saying, "Uju, please, don't do this to me. Uju, wake up, don't leave me alone in this world. Oh God, please, don't let her die."
At that moment I realized Uju was going to die and if I didn't do same, I was going to spend the rest of eternity in total darkness and the only voice I will hear is mine when I go insane from the silence of the graveyard.

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Bilim KurguUju Smith is a student at Hope University and she only just wants to keep her head down until she graduates. Simi Gabriel is willful with a strong sense of justice and can never ignore someone in distress. Polar opposites yet best friends, they live...