Absent Student | KomaHina

Chapter 14

"Do you know who Enoshima Junko is?" I tried to speak the words out as carefully as I only could, I didn't want to make him feel bad nor uncomfortable in case she did some bad things to him. I had a hunch and some proofs that there was some hidden connection between him, her and the messages I'd received and I couldn't feel at ease ever since Nanami told me to stay away from her and that she might've been the root of Komaeda's problems. I'd made up my mind to be straight forward with him, there was no time to waste after all. I didn't want him to get back into troubles more than anything.

"Enoshima.. hmm." He started pondering about it and looked as if her name didn't sound as anything he'd heard before. "Oh! Isn't she attending Hope's Peak?" he cocked his head and rubbed his lips with his finger trying to get as much from his brain as possible to satisfy me with the answer. "She's our senior, I think. I've never talked with her though." he said while shrugging and smiled at me.

"You haven't.. wait, what." I was gaping at him and trying to understand what was going on. I was more than sure that they had known each other, maybe were friends even or something, but if they weren't.. then why did Nanami think she was the one responsible for the things that stumbled upon him?

I yawned and stretched my arms, I was getting sleepy. At this point, I came to a conclusion that I'd been worrying about those things for way too long and should just leave them all aside. Komaeda was doing fine and the girl wasn't really causing any problems and only might've been the one who sent me some hella confusing, stupid messages. Maybe she simply doesn't want me to get closer with Komaeda and that was her motive? The explanation seemed pretty reasonable to me, only the fact that he didn't seem to know her was strange, however, reality often is stranger than fiction, right? Asking him about her relieved me from the uneasiness I'd been feeling ever since I'd got the messages and had heard about her.

"Never mind then. You can forget about her and what I said." I sighed clearly relieved and brushed my hair with my hand sensing that they still weren't completely dry.

Komaeda seemed to feel lost in the situation, though, it's not like I blamed him for that, furthermore, I thought it was a pretty normal reaction. I hid from him that I'd known him way before we met in that memorable rainy day and, what's far more important, that I'd been investigating his person as well as his past and trying to understand what was the cause of his absence. Obviously, I had stopped that ever since I got to know him. I'm not that much of a creep to do some background checks on people instead of asking them about things. It didn't mean that I wasn't worried and wanted to hear about the things that happened to him at school though.. That reminds me. He was about to tell me about the things that happened to him at school, wasn't he? I want to try asking him about it one more time, maybe even today, if possible.

I looked over him, my words must've disturbed him as his eyebrows furrowed and he was inhaling air in a nervous manner. "Is something on your mind, Hinata-kun?" he held my hand tightly making me jump a bit on the couch. His touch was too sudden and seriously took me aback. Not only that did though, the sudden change of his voice was even as scary. "W-why do you ask..?" he was still holding my hand and speaking very close to me, my heart couldn't take it. I was looking on the sides visibly averting his piercing stare. "You've been acting strange today." he was getting closer to me and I was inching further away whenever he did that eventually hitting my back against the armrest. D-damn. "I care about you more than you can imagine, Hinata-kun. I can notice when something is off." he was acting fucking scary when trying to show that he cared about me, it's good that he'd explained himself otherwise I'm not sure how would I interpret his actions.

"I-it's just that.." his closeness wasn't help me to stay composed. "S-someone send me some creepy as fuck messages, that's all. It's probably just some girl being a bitch towards me and trying to frick me out or something." My explanation seemed to only deepen his worries. "H-hey, c'mon, it's not such a big deal, really." our lips were just a few centimetres away and I could feel his breath on my face whenever he spoke; at this point it was coming off to me as if he was doing it all on purpose. I was cursing all sorts of things at him in my head but deep down I was happy to be put in situation like this. I just wasn't honest about it with myself, I still didn't want to acknowledge that I fell for him after all.