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“sometimes she seems far, but in fact she is right here.”

I sauntered back home, still pondering over what I did. The sun started to set as I strolled back home, a scarf wrapped gently around my neck to protect me from the cold. Although my legs were still exposed, the embarrassment I felt was stronger than the cold air that brushed against my feet.

My body felt warm instead of cold. In fact, the cold was not affecting me at all. I placed my hand on my chest, feeling the pumping muscle move at an irregular speed. I felt like I was not myself. The desire to feel his warmth, to relax on his shoulders, to stay right beside him, to be with him. I wanted to see him again.

It had only been fifteen minutes after I had left school and yet I felt as if I walked a whole mile. I reached my house a few minutes later, faster than usual despite the forty minute walk back to my house from school. I entered my house, pacing towards my room as I dumped my things onto my bed.

My brother and his girlfriend had left two months back after coming to visit. Now, I was all alone in the vacant house, still able to use all the necessities as I walked around the house. From the living room to the room, the room back to the living room.

Finally, after exhausting myself, I threw myself onto my bed, heaving a huge sigh before curling up into a ball,

"Gosh, what the heck is wrong with me?" I buried my head in the pillow while yelling it out.

My mind was filled with images of what happened just half an hour back. Actually, I could not stop thinking about him. He looked distressed, tired, scared and more. I could not put how I felt into words when I thought about him. His warmth, his smiles, his laugh, everything.

"GOSH, WHAT AM I THINKING?! CHIHARU GOSH YOU NEED HELP!" I screamed again into the pillow as I rubbed my head, annoyed.

-Weeks later, during the winter holidays-

I sauntered around the convenience stores just around the train station. It was a Sunday where everyone had the opportunity to take a break. I walked around with a blue winter jacket, a pair of gloves, a pair of long black jeans that kept my legs warm and a pair of black winter boots.

As I observed the area around me, I had noticed how the tree branches had snow on them, how the ground had bits of snow sitting aimlessly on the ground and how the snow fell from the sky, as if waiting for someone to catch them.

I sighed as I pulled my hood over my head. It had white fluffy fur on the inside, which kept me warm throughout the entire day.

"Man this could not have gotten any worse," I say sarcastically. However, a voice had accompanied me as I said that. He said the exact same thing that I said, and his deep, raspy voice ringed a bell in me.