LIGHT

5

“Yoo~ what's up?”  Bever sat across War and put his drink on the cafeteria table.

War lifted his gaze up and saw his best friend Bever in front of him.  “You don't have classes?” he asked.

“Yeah, I'm good thanks.” sarcastically.  War just rolled his eyes. “Later… You? I've been calling your name, but you busy with your phone. I thought there was only my number on your phone. So, who are you chatting with?” he asked and trying to take War's phone.

War glared at him and took his cell phone away from Bever.  “My class is over and I'm chatting with whom is none of your business.”

“Aw, that hurts.”  Bever held his chest and eyes as if he was sobbing. “So, where have you been? I heard that yesterday you didn't show up to campus? I tried to contact you, but you didn't respond. I'm worried you know.” he asked.

“Haa~ I'm not going anywhere” War just sigh.

Bever stares at War.  Looking from top to bottom and start to suspect something “War ...”

“I am fine...”

“Wanarat ...” Bever's voice start to rise still gawking at War.

War just avoided Bever's gaze. He didn't want Bever to worry, the last time he knew. He went to War's father but what happened... Bever almost got a stab from War's father while he was drunk. He didn't want that to happen again.

“......” War fell silent.

“That bastard!”  Bever hit the table and stood up with an angry face.  Make people around them peek at him.

“Please ...” War took Bever's hand and looked at him pleading.

“Tsk, what do you expect from a man like that? You should report him to police War! Why?!” Bever raised his tone that only War could hear.

War lowered his head in silence.
“He's my father, and I'm the one who made his loved one's die ...” War muttered.

Bever could only stare at War sadly, heard his whispers. He's trying, trying to save his best friend out from hell. But his efforts are useless because War still returns to the hell even if I try to stay him away or take him away from that hell.

Bever held War's hand, “Haa~... let's go to the clinic then, you haven't treated your back yet, right? How many days have passed, let me apply something.” In the end, Bever gave up. He can't do anything, all he can't do is stand beside War.

War raised his gaze. He stares at his only friend with teary eyes.  “Thanks…” War whispered, letting Bever take his hand away to the clinic.

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“So who are you chatting with?”  Bever asks after he interrogated what had happened recently. Of course Bever didn't forget about War busy with his phone before meeting him in the canteen.

“Haa ~ the person who returned my key” It's useless to hide something from Bever.  He thought.

“....... you gave your number?” he asked in shock.

“I feel bad for turning it down” responded War

“Feel bad huh... when you refuse to give your number to everyone” he was sarcastic, which responded with a fierce glare from War.

“He helped me return my keys, okay?”

“....... you weirdo... it's really okay?” he stared at War seriously.