Irida Rosta N.

Story 009: Please be Careful on Your Way Home

Hello, and welcome to the universe that I live in.

My name is Irida Rosta N. and I'll be accompanying you in the next few moments of your life.

You are back here again, huh.

Are my stories really interesting to you or are you just curious about my true identity?

Either way, I'm happy that you are back here.

But sorry. I won't be telling you my identity directly. You have to figure out who I am on your own.

Besides, with all the clues I have provided throughout the stories that I have shared, I'm sure you can figure it out.

Or... could it be that you already figured out who I am?

Well, if not, then you just need to try harder.

Anyway, this time, I feel like sharing this story with you.

This one is quite... complex to say the least...

It is still interesting to me, though, don't worry.

So, without any further ado, let me share you the next story.

***Story 009***

***Please be Careful on Your Way Home***

---Monday---

"Please be careful on your way home."

On her way home from work, a woman received such a message from an old high school classmate of hers. She vaguely remembered him as someone who was often bullied by her other classmates. She herself didn't partake in it, but she also didn't do anything to prevent her classmates from bullying him. Also, she only ever talked to him twice at most during her high school life. So, receiving such a message from him worried her a little.

"I better ignore it."

The woman continued her walk home down the sidewalk besides the busy highway.

---Monday---

After sending a message to an old classmate of his, the man smiled. He then opened the door to his house where his wife and son welcomed him warmly.

"You look happy, dear." His wife asked him, "Did something good happen?"

"Yeah." He replied, picking up his four years old son, "I just got the number of an old classmate of mine from high school. I just can't wait for her reply."

His wife got a bit jealous when she found out that his old classmate was a woman. The man noticed his wife's feeling and quickly apologized. He also promised her that there was nothing going on between them since he wasn't close to that previous classmate of his or any of them for that matter.

"They used to bully me, after all."

---Tuesday---

"Please be careful on your way home."

The woman received another message from that old classmate of hers on her way home from work. She then remembered about the high school reunion that she had attended on Sunday. However, at that time, she was sure that he didn't come at all and she believed that he was too afraid to come since those who bullied him was also there.

"So, why...?"

As she pondered why she got another message, the woman heard some high school students talking about the latest novel about revenges. They talked about how good and great it was, unaware that she overheard them.

"Revenge...?" She murmured, "Could it be... But... Why...? I didn't do anything... Oh."

The woman realized that it was precisely because she didn't do anything that she could be his target of revenge. After all, that classmate of hers might hold a deep grudge for being bullied that he couldn't stand even those who didn't do anything.