Chapter 4

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As the light from window pierce it's way in the room I slowly begin to open my eyes. Groggily sitting up I smell the scent of food, pancakes and sausages to be exact. My stomach rumbling I slowly get out of bed and rub my eyes as I walk closer to the plate of food and a glass of orange juice beside it that laid on my desk. Next to the plate there was a note. Curious, I picked it up reading it saying:

I woke up early for a jog and brought you food before I left
I'll be back soon, but I didn't want to
Wake you up. See you later.

-Jay

As I read the note I felt the side of my lips move up into a slight smile. It's been so long since I've been taking care of like this. When I was in the Ando main house, I was revered as almost God like. Though I may sound narcissistic it truly did feel like that. People were careful to approach me or even look at me. Whenever I was greeted by someone or we had a conversation, it always very formal. Despite the formality, I didn't really mind the way they treated me. I was never on good terms with the clans since the incident. The only one I'd bother to associate to was Jay, even if he had forgotten everything.

I enjoyed my talks with Jay back then. In public we upheld the relationship that was expected of us, but in private we were normal equals. No, more like I demanded we act like that. I had preferred to be close even in public, but Jay wouldn't allow himself to. Though it did take quite some time for him to get used to it, he was, and is, still pretty formal with me. At this point it's probably due to it just being his nature.

As I sat down and engulfed myself to the breakfast Jay got for me, I felt a warmth of nostalgia go through me. Here in Raizel High, all the students were either from well distinguished families or showed capabilities superior to the average being. Because of that, we were all basically equal. Of course despite containing many wealthy or talented young distinguish boys, there were still some who stoodout. I was one of them. The Ando's are one of the most distinguished and notable families in the nation. We were known for our power and how we upheld tradition. I mentally scoffed, upheld it too much in my opinion.

When I enrolled here I received many stares from students. Some awe, some envy, even a bit hatred. Nonetheless, I was used to it all. The judge mental stares, the constant whispers in the back, it was as if I never left home.

Snapping me out of mental thought, the door opens. "You're up Masato."

I turn around to see a shirtless Jay behind me who was shining due to the sweat he accumulated from his run. "I'm glad, I didn't want to come in and wake you up all of a sudden."

He looked tired, which is saying a lot considering how Jay's athletic abilities would be considered unmatched for a normal high school student. Ha, normal.

"Where did you go?" I say as I take a sip of my orange juice.

"I still didn't know the campus well so I thought I'd jog around for a while"

"Oh, what did you see?"

"I saw the little market up ahead."

After he said that I instantly began choking on my orange juice mid drink and started coughing profusely. Jay who was surprised by my sudden reaction hurriedly came to my side and started rubbing my back worriedly.

"Are you okay?! Was the food poisoned? Can't be, I did a check before I brought it."

I shake my head. "N-no, you I....diot" I try to say as I catch my breath. "What do you mean you saw the market? It's all the way across the campus from here."

He shrugs, "I lost track of how far I went."

I shake my head. I can never underestimate Jay in anything really. Wiping my mouth I pull myself together and push Jay slightly away. As I did I thought I saw a slight pained expression from his face. "Anyway, I'm fine. Rest up and let me get ready. You may have seen the grounds but you still don't know what everything else is yet. I got a leave off class to do this so might as well start now."

He nods, "I don't need to rest. I'll get ready now as well."

I look at him questionably but shrug it off, "whatever suits you."

I got up and went to my closet, pulling out the uniform that we're required to wear. It wasn't that bad in my opinion, it actually suits my taste very nicely. It consisted of a regular white buttoned up collar and a purple satin tie with the number of the year you're in embroidered on it. Over it was a long black blazer with cursive initials of the school embroidered on it on the pocket to the side.

Wrapping my tie around my neck in front of the mirror I notice Jay staring at me intently. I scoff, "yeah, I can tie it myself. Don't worry. I've been doing it for over a year now."

"You seem a little" he says hesitantly

"What," I say turning around and leaning over the mirror, "different? Bold? Even rude? I've heard all of them." Yup, I knew this would've been a shock to him. In public he's seen the cold and formal head of the Ando clan. In private he saw the calm, relaxed side of me who only found peace with him around. Right now though, I wasn't either of them. I wasn't a leader or someone looking for relief, no, I was someone who had nothing to hold back. I didn't want to care for manners nor rely on someone. The outcome? A mischievous deviant with a venomous tongue that could stun any man within the grounds. And you know what, I was totally fine with that.

Waiting for his response he finally shakes his head, "no, more free"

I look at Jay with slight surprise, "free? Well, that's new." I let out a sigh, "But yes, I guess that is the best way to put it. Being a distinguished young master from such a prevalent household can drain a person you know."

"Is that why you left then" he asks

"Don't even go there," I warned him, "that's for me to know and you to just stay out of."

A silent wind had engulfed us for a couple of minutes. I don't feel bad for what I said. It was my problem to work on. It's me who has to regain my sanity from seeing the person most important to me die multiple times. And it's me who will just have to live with it, so the least they can let me do is to let me cope with it in any way I see fit.

I let out a sigh,  "look, just get yourself together okay?"

He looks at me in contemplation. To further this discussion or to let it go, I hope to god it's the latter. When he nods and continues getting dressed I breathe a sigh of relief. I'll tell, I will. Someday.

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