85. BITTERSWEET FEELING

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CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE. BITTERSWEET FEELING



































                     Yasuhiro was better, after all the minute they stepped inside the Pomefiore dorm, Vil made sure he stayed one week laying on his bed so th efever could go away. And it did indeed. Yasuhiro spend the twenty four hours of his days laying on his bed watching Vil change the cold towel ever few minutes.

        Anyone would be annoyed, but not Yasuhiro. He needed that, quality time with his childhood best friend, expecially after all that has been happening. Just in this year six students had overblotted, and they weren't ordinary ones. Almost all of they were housewardens.

       Yasuhiro enjoyed the time, he listened as Vil talked about how he was thinking about applying for one film studio for next year's intership program. Which caused Yasuhiro to confess that he would indeed miss him, and maybe even Rook.

        Since four years are almost never at the campus it would be only logical that the housewarden title passed to another student. Vil had been trying to make Yasuhiro understand that he would be the best pick of them, but if the dark red haired boy felt really uncomfortable Vil wouldn't make him take the title.

       The ending of school years always made Yasuhiro emotional. It was now the third year that he spend on the night raven college, even if the second didn't really count since he was absent the whole year. Every day that it passed meant that he was closer to the end of a cycle.

       "What are you thinking about now?" Asked Vil as he blowed air on the tea that had just been made. "I'm not." Yasuhiro looked out of the window. It was a perfect day, after all the temperature on the Pomefiore was pretty mild.

       "I can see on your eyes, and you only do that face when thinking about something that makes you sad." Spoke Vil placing a hand on Yasuhiro's chin and turning it in his direction. "Tell me what thoughts are invading your brain."

        "Do you remeber when we and Jack went snow boarding?" Vil was clearely not expecting that. The blond placed the tea down and turned his gaze to where Yasuhiro's was just some minutes ago. "Yes. I don't even know how your parents let you go. But it was pretty nice, the pictures turned out cute."

        It had surprised Yasuhiro as well. It had been the first year Yasuhiro and Vil where in nrc, Jack had beg them to go on a little trip, he was tired of beging alone in their home town, and he had never seen snow and honestely neither had Yasuhiro.

        "Cute. I remeber Jack looking at the snow as if it was something really rare." Yasuhiro giggled at the memory. It was a bittersweet feeling, after all Yasuhiro did miss that time but why. Even with everything he had never really changed neither had Vil or Jack. Was it just the feeling of growing up?

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