Now that he realised, all theses years he spent together with him. He was in total darkness knowing nothing about the person he lived with.
Knowing nothing about the person he cared the most in this world other than his habits.
It's not like that h...
The second period was maths. Yuta became insanely bored by the lectures.
Ohman!! Why would they teach this again?? I know this already. It's more boring than I expected. He thought to himself.
Yuta fortunately got a seat by the window and he didn't have a deskmate, which was quite delightful to him.
Having deskmate sucks.
Coming to a new school this time was not that much scary as the other years. Every year he changes school and each year a new rumour starts about him. But he never made any attempts to get rid of those rumours rather used them to stay away from people.
But students in this school are different more specifically they are kinda full of themselves. They don't give a shit about the newcomer. They didn't even come to his desk after the first period which was very common in those other schools he went to. He became quite proud for deciding to come to this school.
It was the last class for that day. He felt sleepy at the back. Nothing much happened that day. He never expected anything much to happen either but he never dreamt of being that much bored on the first day of school.
While walking towards the subway station all by himself sucking on an ice cream, he thought,
So those rumours are also fake. Huh!! Fuck those rumours.
Before coming to this school his father vaguely warned him about the rumoured bullies of that school. He said that the bullies were on a different level over there. Lots of students went into deep depression due to ruthless bullying. But he still he insisted on going to that school as he never believed in those rumours. And finally when those rumours turned out to be fake, he couldn't help but feel quite relieved.
A week past like that, nothing happened at all. He was all alone during the classes which made him more bored. He never made a friend but there were always people around his desk. He was kinda popular in all those schools he went to. He never liked it but somewhere deep inside he was fond of the popularity.
So leaving the lunch break aside , he was always alone. But during the lunch break, he didn't know how but he successfully attracted a lunatic towards him. So on the second day of school, during the lunch break when he was busy stuffing himself with food, a boy came towards him and asked, but more like said,
"Can I sit here? Of course I can isn't it.. After all it empty"
Yuta at first didn't know how to react so just nodded. And then came the waves of questions.
"Who are you?"
"Are you new here?"
"Don't you have any friends?"
"Is it your first day?"
But he didn't have to answer all of them cause the boy already answered all the questions except the first one. It was more like the boy asked the questions to himself only.
What a wierdo!! he thought.
"So what's your name again?" the boy asked taking a mouth full of food.
"I'm Yuta Nakamoto. I'm new here and yea I don't have any friends." he answered the questions out of politeness.
" I'm Haechan, Lee Haechan.You can consider me as your friend from today onwards. Those who doesn't have a friend, HAECHAN is always there for them" haechan said with a broad smile on his face.
The boys looked quite humble and friendly but Yuta didn't actually need a friend, all he needed was some silence. But at that moment he didn't react much.
"Your name doesn't sound be a korean one. Are you Japanese?" haechan continued.
"Yea"
"Wah!! That's so cool. I always wanted to friends with a Japanese. Japanese are so much cute, they have big eyes, they are frie-"
Yuta stoop up abruptly causing Haechan to stop talking. By that time Yuta already finished his food. But amazingly Haechan's plate was also empty. Yuta thought walking away alone after eating would be the best way showing he has no interest in him but it didn't work. Haechan followed him around, still talking.
There was still some time left after eating but Yuta didn't know what to do so he was just wandering around the corridor. Haechan suddenly put his hands on Yuta's shoulders and said,
"So... I guess that you are not that much social... And you don't talk much... Nevermind.. but I can see that you are bored and as a friend my foremost duty is to entertain you.. so come on.." befor getting a chance to speak, Yuta found himself getting pulled by Haechan. And in no time he found himself in the school's rooftop. Yuta being a little bit disgusted by the behaviour of the boy, quite harshly pulled away his arm.
"Oh!! Sorry. It didn't hurt I guess" Haechan said.
Yuta didn't speak. He never thought things will end up like that. He thought of spending the year quietly but it didn't seem that he'll be able to get rid of that boy easily.
" You might be disgusted towards my behaviour as to a person you just met... Haha.. But I'm not a bad person... Hahaha..." Haechan said while sitting at a corner.
Yuta being suddenly exposed, felt a little bit guilty for acting so rough. He went towards him and sat beside him.
"Sorry.." Yuta apologized
"I'm kinda anti social. I don't like making friends actually. That's why I felt kinda uneasy when you suddenly approached. Sorry to upset you." Yuta justified himself. He never explained himself ever but this time he just wanted to hold a good image in this school.
"It's okay you don't have to apologize." Haechan said with a smile.
"Let's have lunch over here from tomorrow. I usually eat here only." Haechan said with a tap on Yuta's shoulder.
Yuta just nodded.
They heard the bell ringing and both of them headed towards their respective classes.
After that day a week past and Yuta always finds himself on that rooftop, admiring the view of the city, sitting next to his weired so called friend. Haechan.
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Sorry for the late update. This chapter is a little bit long. Please stay excited for the next chapter.