TreeBros: Not Alone

12》Hansen? Him?

Connor's POV

Connor shut the door behind him, then grabbed some tissues to his nose tightly.

He leaned over the sink and peered into the mirror.

Connor's wavy, dark hair almost reached his shoulders. He put his free hand through it, trying to smoothen his tangled curls. His hoodie sleeve was tinged a brownish red. Connor turned the tap on and watched the clear stream of water gush down into the sink.

He removed the tissue from his nose, tossing it into the bin. The bleeding had stopped. Good.

Connor set to washing the bloodstain away from his black hoodie. He thought back to the boy with the cast from earlier.

Hansen?

Evan Hansen? I've heard his name before.

"No...no...it's all my fault...I shouldn't have...left poor Evan there...i should have stayed...it's all my fault...he wouldn't have gotten himself hurt..."

Where'd he heard that?

While scrubbing, his eyes travelled to the faint patch of dark on the hem of his jacket, triggering a memory months ago.

The soft material soaked up the blood. He pressed the painful, stinging cut even tighter against the hoodie.

Connor stopped scrubbing.

Where'd that happen?

A boy climbing a large oak tree flashed in front of Connor's eyes.

Where'd he seen that?

Connor turned the tap off and leant against the bathroom wall, closing his eyes.

Then a room, all white. And a black sharpie.

His name, black against white.

White cast.

He signed it?

Now the boy in the blue polo shirt, lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

He didn't understand these sudden bursts of memory.

But it couldn't be this Evan boy, even if he looked a little similar.

That boy's cast would have his name on it. Connor remembered seeing the boy's cast just now. It was just blank. No writing. He must be another person. If Evan was this certain boy in his memories, Connor would have seen his name written on it, wouldn't he? Or had he not seen it clearly? Connor realised he'd forgotten how Evan looked like.

If Kurt and Ram had seen anything with my name, they would have made a huge deal out of it. That's what they do.They weren't making a big fuss, so-

The shrill ring of the bell interrupted his train of thoughts.

Connor exited the bathroom, closing the door on his way out, before running to class.

Evan Hansen...

He was going to find out more.