Book of Angels and Memories

Book of Angels and Memories Chapter 1

      I had just waked up from a dream that is very blurry to remember. Just like any other normal college students, I eat my breakfast, get bathed and brushed my teeth and etc. but the difference is… I am in a boarding school… before we eat breakfast; we need to do our assigned task that is called “task of the day” that I called “punishment of the day”. Name’s Kohta by the way… when I see the time, I said to myself “I’m absent again.” That is absent in the task on that day. So I got up and put my clothes on. I had worn a white t-shirt with some prints in the back saying, “I’m in a bad mood”, and short blue pants. I go to the cafeteria and order my breakfast. Someone tapped me in the back while I’m eating at the one of the long rectangular tables; it is my best friend and my big bro in school, Red.  Red is a bit thinner than me but I’m telling you, he’s not malnourished,  he just like coffee, lots of coffee, I think he can drink a gallon of coffee if he has one I guess. “Good morning” he said, but I only reply “morning”. As he order his breakfast, he also get a coffee from a vending machine, Php. 5.00 per tiny cup, he goes to my table and before he eat, he closes his eyes and murmuring something before he start eating, I always see it every time before he starts eating. After we eat, I quickly go back to my dorm and gets ready to our first subject, Theology, the most boring subject that created on Earth. And before I enter the room, my little sister approach me and pinch me in the cheeks like she wants to take my cheek off my  face. “Hey” I shouted a bit “Carla that hurts”, “sorry” she giggled and let go of my cheek “Sorry again. It’s just that your cute big bro” she said with a smile. “Don’t fool me -_-” I said, “but you really are” she replied and she pinched my other cheek. “Ouch. Hey” and she stopped pinching my cheek, for this time only. Then we had a little chat and when the bell rings, I go to my classroom as she goes to hers.  After 30 minutes of yawning and 30 minutes of my eyes are half closed, I had slept my Theology class again, but this time, only for 10 minutes, our teacher in Theology has a soft voice that sounds like a lullaby to me.

        After our Theology class, we go to our History class… and the bell rings, “Finally.” I said. And we eat lunch; I’m a bit hungry after that History report and some written lectures. After I eat my lunch, I look at the net café in the school, I smile because I see my spot is not been seated yet, I quickly open my Facebook account, and after I open it, I’m not Kohta anymore, I’m Kengo Shigemura, my Anime name, if you’re thinking I’m an Anime lover? Yep, you’re right… I look for the latest post of my friends around the world that also love anime, and I hide all the unnecessary post of my friends. Most of them are somewhat religious… but the one that catches my attention is a friend request... friend request from a girl. I just look at her profile, her name is Seika Hirano. Age is 19, “the same age” I said while reading her profile. I quickly accept it and I go to our group page, just looking for a new post and I see nothing but the old post that has new comments. I quickly go to the messages and send a mail of greeting to her.  And to my surprise, she is online in that day. So Seika message me back and we had a good chat that time. I look to my watch and it is almost 2:25pm. So I say goodbye to her and quickly logged out. And that makes my day complete with a smile.  After that, I go to my most favourite subject I had, Animation. I always had an interest in this subject. Because this subject always had a card on its sleeve. Well what do I mean is, there are always something new in this subject. I greet my classmates and go to my computer that I’m using in this subject. But the only problem is, my computer sometimes makes me mad. It is just because it shuts down for no reason... well, I’m getting used to it... I’m having a dream that I will gonna be a great animator someday. Well our next lesson is about masking an object. Well, it is quite new to me but I always hope that it is easy to understand. I sometimes getting frustrated by looking at my classmates that needs my help always and needs assistance every time I teach them, they will understand it at first then they will forget it again, and again, and again. But I’m slowly getting used to it. And to tell the truth, I had looked at our topnotch student and also our class president, they respect him a lot and he has a lot of friends… I sometimes getting jealous to him, not just he has those traits, but also he is popular in our school. Our animation class has ended; I eat my dinner and just loiter around the campus grounds, just walked around on the fountain area, near the cafeteria, and on our school building.  “I’m really bored” I said to myself, and go back to my dorm and I found Red there. “Haven’t talked to anyone?” he ask, I just nod and he smiles, “let’s talked about something, it is about…”, “if that is about your God? I’m not interested. If anything logical, maybe…” I quickly reply. We both fell silent in the moment… “Now, I had some questions to you, and you need to answer me. It is about animation.” And he nods while smiling. And that makes my day complete, but still, I felt like there is still something missing deep inside my heart. But I really don’t know what is it… but at this time, I don’t mind it. I just finish my little conversation with my friend and he leaves, I had some time to think of what I will gonna do tomorrow, it comes to my mind that I need to draw character in my project development class, it is two days from now, my plans was set, get my bed ready and sleep… but before I close my eyes, a text from my little sister arrived in my phone, saying “good night big bro, and pray before you sleep”. I smile and reply “good night too…” I had kept my phone and sleep…

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