Cyber Heart

Prologue

You would think that the type of person people would look up to would be the confident, out-going popular person that we would always see laughing with her friends in the school corridors.

In others' opinion, the popular pretty one would cheer you up unexpectedly when you feel as though there was a dark cloud hovering above your head. People would think that these sorts of people loved seeing others laugh and found pleasure in seeing others happy.

But what if there were a group of people who sought out comfort from an impassive, but surprisingly caring girl who offered no more than encouraging words? A girl who only ever offered a quiet, but strangely warm and comforting gaze? Someone who never lied but would instead replace your dark thoughts with brighter ones of reality; as if she saw the world in a golden light despite all else?

For a certain boy, a certain friend of his was that person who was able to give him this kind of 'cold comfort'.

'She really was something', he absent-mindedly thought to himself 'I was her first friend; while she wasn't mine; but it was enough.'

It was always enough, for her.

If the boy didn't know his friend like he did, he would've assumed that she liked him romantically, but she didn't. He didn't know whether he should be happy or not. Because, with the way things are going now, her first (okay, second) love may turn into a bust.

She was the type of person who made friends easily, but chose not to. She was generally nice to others though, and usually without fail she would cheer anyone up.

"Its fine, its fine" She was telling the boy now as she rubbed circles on his back, as it was practically tradition for them now "You were too good for her anyways" Their other friends were busy today and the two of them, who were ironically the usually busiest of their group, were left in each other's company. They didn't mind though, they liked each other's company; they were practically unrelated siblings by this point of time.

They were at their school's rooftop today as they were waiting for their other friends to finish whatever they were doing so they could go hang out, when the boy spilled out his anger about his (seventh) ex-girlfriend. As always, she listened until he was done before giving her opinions.

The boy knew that his friend was pretty in her own way. She wasn't the prettiest girl you'd ever meet but the way she handled things just made up for it. Though a bit bipolar, she was an amazing, loyal friend to have, even if she herself didn't think so. He knew why his ex dumped him (well, he was the one who dumped her but) she must've thought that his friend was pretty too. and so she demanded for him to end his friendship with her in fear that he'd dump her for his friend.

Between you and me, The boy didn't need to think before making the choice between his friend and his girlfriend.

Now as both a second year middle school student and a single man, he will be the one looking out for her along with their other friends as the girl finally gets her long-awaited chance at the game we call Love.

But seriously, if this other guy makes her cry. He's dead