affection

infliction

It was normal. A day with overcast and little to no sighting of the sun on a fine Autumn day. I wished that I knew.. That there was a certain someone that I was going to meet on September 3rd.

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"Hey, Aika!" I heard a deep, unfamiliar voice call my name before turning around. I was surprised. Shocked even. For I had found my best friend who had disappeared without a word 5 years ago.

Where was he when I needed him? Where was he.... When.... Numerous thoughts ran through my mind and I was about to cry and break down right in front of my high school.

It didn't matter anyways, since I was a senior this year.

I bit down on my bottom lip, trying not to cry as I walked past him. It wasn't my fault that he left. It wasn't my fault that he walked away from me. It wasn't my fault that I felt.... Never mind about what I felt. All that I knew was that I wanted to get out of this hellish nightmare and wake up to a bright and early morning.

All that I knew was that I wanted to be in 8th grade again. Where all of my troubles were about homework, quizzes and studying. Nothing more and nothing less.

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"Aika~" He purred, brushing my long black hair out of my dark brown eyes. I glared at him. Why did I have to go to a dinner party for his parents? Why did my parents have to be so sociable? I don't understand why humans are like this at all.

"What is it, you lil dumb dip-" Before I could finish my sentence, he covered my mouth with his tan, big hand.

"Aika, I swear.. You have such a potty mouth," he smirked, enjoying the glare that I was giving him before I bit his index finger with my teeth.

"OH sh-" I covered up his mouth, smirking smugly with glee.

"Wow, you have such a potty mouth, Jae. I wonder who you got it from?"

He rolled his slightly mismatched eyes, mumbling something against my mouth before licking it. He smirked when I pulled away, in disgust, completing his devious plan.

I shivered. "What the hell...."

Since we were at a "dinner party", we weren't allow to use curse words. But, we had our freedom after we had eaten dinner. In Jae's room.

Well then, I wonder how our parents even trust us with each other without thinking that we'll kill each other.

I sighed softly before plopping down on the bed beside Jae, who just stuck his tongue out at me.

"Stop, you're being idiotic," I said into the black comforter that seemed so soft and fluffy. I swear that I could just fall asleep now.

But, as much as I wanted that.. There was still, technically, a teenage boy that is 6 months younger than me on the bed. And well, let's just say that I don't exactly trust him with anything.

"Aika~~~" He pouted before hitting me with his black pillow.

Literally, almost everything in his room was either dark grey, white or black. I don't even see anything that has color, except for the family picture frames that he had on his desk.

"What is it, Jae?" I asked, a clearly irritated tone to my voice. I didn't look up because I didn't want to leave the soft, fluffy feeling of the bed.

"Play with me."

"No."

"Please?" I could picture his dark brown and hazel eyes staring into mine's, trying to make me feel guilty about not playing with a "child". That's right, even though we were the same age, I considered him to be my younger brother.

"No."

"Pretty please?" I could hear the desperation in his voice, his hand clutching onto my white Exo Luhan member t-shirt that I had been so lucky to find when I visited Korea for a whole month.

"Stop. I'm trying to sleep here." I looked up into his eyes, trying not to resist the penetrating gaze that affected me greatly. "Jae..."

He looked away, biting his lip. It looked like he was struggling to say something before sighing softly.

"Tell me what it is... Jae." I held onto his hand.

Even though Hwa Jae-In can be a bit of an annoying douchebag at times, I still cared for him a lot.

Ever since we were younger, we automatically clicked somehow. And our parents were delighted to see us get along so well.

Jae-In was my only friend. All of the people at my junior high were jerks. Arrogant people who cared about no one but themselves and their social ranking. However, Jae-In was different. He was energetic. He loved to play chess. He loved to watch scary movies with me, even though he would always end up crying after someone gets killed. He loved to bake and would never forget to bake me something everyday on my birthday, which was also the day we met.

He loved to listen to k-pop with me. He loved Panic! at the Disco, Fallout Boy and Taylor Swift. He loved wearing black, white and dark grey. He loved black. He loved gauges(even though he was too chicken to get them). He loved the idea of tattoos on his body that had represented the things that he enjoyed in life. He loved tumblr. He loved piercings and got 3 on each ear. Two, of which, were cartilage piercings. It hurt more than anything else that I had experienced, but I had gotten one ear cartilage with him. The day that he had left me for five years. The day that my parents had disappeared from my life entirely. The day where I was forced to become the responsible adult in the household, while my aunt had worked herself to provide my younger brother and sister, including my 14 year old self. The day that his parents were.. Gone.