Louis appeared to be a normal man, he went to work, greeted people and went to his apartment.
But he knew he wasn't a normal person.
For as long as he can remember, Louis has an 'imaginary friend' that only he can sees, Tamaki Kenzo.
He's everything Louis want to be. Extroverted, fun, attractive.
He was Louis's ideal man.
He was on the couch, watching TV, when his eyes went to Kenzo next to him on the couch.
"..When will I accept that you don't exist..?"
Kenzo titled his head at Louis words, feelin' a little confused, but a small smile appears on his lips anyways.
"What do you mean, Louis? I'm a real person."
"You're not real. I know you're not, you're all in my head, a fictional person created by my subconscious."
Louis sighed, his expression was blank, as he was tired with everything.
Kenzo was shocked by Louis' words, he could feel his heart starting to break. Your imagination of him has blurred a little, like he has to disappear from your mind forever.
"Hmm.. is that so? But, you know I will never leave you, unlike a real human would, right?"
"I know you're not going to leave. You're just a symptom of my mental illness, so no, you're not leaving. Unfortunately."
Louis sighed again while shaking his head slightly.
"..Then, why? Don't you like me anymore-? You used to be happy when I'm around."
Kenzo asked, his face and body had started to fade a little from Louis view, you couldn't even see the lower part of his body right now.
"I've lived my whole life knowing you're a figment of my imagination, a hallucinations. That's what I've been telling myself for years. I can't let a hallucination dictate my life. I'm tired of being happy in your presence, cause i know it's not real. You're not real.."
Louis got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen.
He sat there, taken back Louis words. His mouth was wide open, he tried to call out to you, trying to stop you from deleting him from your imagination but nothing, nothing come out from his mouth.
Louis went to the kitchen, getting a bottle of cold water. He leaned against the counter, sighing softly as he felt guilt build over him. Kenzo was the only friend he had for over a ten years, and now.. He's pushing him away.
He looked back to the living room, where Kenzo was. He could still him, even though Kenzo's image was fading a bit. He took a deep breath, finishing his water. He put the bottle in the trash can, and went back to the living room, sitting next to Kenzo again.
"..I'm sorry, Kenzo.."
He didn't even look at Kenzo's face when he spoke.
