Transparent Love

Chapter 3

There weren't any any flickering headlights driving past them or pedestrians walking home from work in the shady streets, and well, that's what's expected of when Mika sneaks out of the house to help someone who's invisible to the normal human eye. Mika wasn't really expecting much of his new acquaintance. Maybe a popular hamburger joint or possibly, a rusty playground that's hidden behind huge trees, or maybe an ex girlfriend's house to give her a sign of his slight existence. What didn't come to Mika's mind was a graveyard, which should have been on the top of his imaginary list of places Yuu is dreading to go to.

The vibes he got of the depressing setting were somber. All of the people trapped in a particular casket woke up in their ordinary routine expecting this day to be like any other day. Little did they know, their day was going to end with a ruthless pain instead of the sun setting in an alluring shade of orange red. Or probably they expected the day to come. It saddened Mika having depressing thoughts processing through his mind.

The thought of passing by these forgotten tombstones gave him a rush of nausea. The boy he was following behind was dead, probably forgotten about already. These predictions never vanished from his mind; they just kept multiplying by the second.

Once they made their official stop, they stopped in front of a massive tombstone with 3 familiar people gathered around it with their heads bowed down.

In loving memory of Yuichiro Amane

A loving friend and son.

Mika couldn't help but feel terrible for the poor guy. He's felt this way multiple times before, but the agonizing pity keeps piling up from day one, when they first met. He wonders how his family and friends cope with such a sorrowful loss.

"Well out of all of the people here, I didn't expect you to get emotional," Yuu teased as he pat Mika's back in a reassuring way.

"Well what did you expect!?" that must've been too alarming. He drew attention from the trio visiting Yuichiro. All of them creased their eyebrows in unison while the lavender-haired girl cocked her head slightly to the side. And of course, she was the first one to approach the stranger.

"And you are?" her voice was high pitched at the end and confused. She examined the blond from head to toe and circled him to get a view of every inch of his body.

"Shindo? What are you doing here?" Guren asked in curiosity while leaning in to Mika's face to find beads of sweat forming on his temples and the visible, ice cold breaths smacking his face. "Do you know Yuichiro?" The boy hesitated as he glanced at Yuu, hoping he could lend him a hand. This was the only time Mika was grateful that Yuu was transparent to them.

"Tell him we're classmates!" Yuu suggested, but considering they were in different grade levels, that would raise Guren's suspicion.

"I-I used to tutor him! Yeah, poor guy sucks at physics," Mika sighed as he crossed his arms.

"Cut the bullshit," Guren demanded. His tolerance level was fairly low for a teacher. To think, teacher should have a high tolerance, especially if they're dealing with reckless adolescents, who refuse to learn. Guren can't handle a single, flowing whisper in the classroom if he's lecturing about the importance of mathematics, nor could he handle begging or whining from kid's pleading to go to the bathroom after he rejected them.

"Maybe he's a secret lover~" the girl smirked as she examined the boy before him one more time. "Yeah, he seems like his type," she added while stroking her chin, "blonde."

"I'm not his–," Mika deadpanned as he massaged his temples. He subtly peered at Yuu through his fingertips, and the poor boy was shaking his head without an idea. "We're friends. I came to visit his grave. What's so bad about that?" Mika questioned in annoyance. He just wanted to escape the hell out of his uncomfortable situation. The trio didn't respond.