I couldn't believe it.
I couldn't believe I was seeing Sora again after so long.
I never imagined we would meet again so soon after I arrived, but he was standing not far from me.
My legs didn't move and my heart slammed so hard against my chest I thought it would squeeze out through my ribs.
I stood at the same corner we'd met a year before when it was raining, the only exception now it was sunny.
He was just staring at me, I wanted to call out to him again but my throat felt blocked.
"S-Sora." I struggled.
It was amazing, I was breaking down again after keeping myself together for one year. I made my heart strong by pushing on like he told me but I couldn't now.
When I left the bus and stepped into the city I told myself I wouldn't cry anymore because of him but why were tears brimming in my eyes?
"Fumiko, you're back."
I snapped out of my thoughts and wiped away at my eyes.
"Sora, It's nice to see you again."
"And you."
"Thanks."
He tilted his head at me curiously but I stared back blankly.
"Is that all you have to say to me?"
I looked away, then straight at him again.
"So what?"
He blinked back slightly but I said nothing.
"You look a little different, more mature."
"Oh."
"You're hairs gotten longer too."
"Well you look the same."
Tension passed between us but he didn't look disturbed.
"I missed you."
My heart leapt but I didn't let it show.
Why was he saying things like that?
Was he trying to break my heart?
"I missed you also." I turned away slightly from him but his gaze was still planted on my face.
"I see."
"Yeah."
"Is that all you have to say?"
"Yes."
I looked at him and his expression was neutral, his eyes dark and his face calm.
"There's nothing you want to say?"
"No."
"I'm sorry."
His words were nearly carried away by the wind as to how softly he said it.
I didn't look at him but my heart squeezed with guilt.
"I shouldn't have hurt you."
He was apologizing when I'd done wrong, I shouldn't have run away from him but he took the blame as always.
"I hurt you when I should've kept you safe. If you've gone through any pain this past year, it's because of me."
I didn't know when but warm tears started streaming down my face.
I pulled my hand up to wipe them away but stopped because I didn't want him to know I was crying.
"It's okay," He said in a cool tone. "If you want we can be just friends again."
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Sora & Fumiko
RomanceFumiko is a sixteen year old girl of Japanese decent living in America. She is not that much different from everyone else, but what really sets her apart is her name. Fumiko runs away one day after returning from school because she can no longer end...