Episode 3

He then again looks at me and says

“Creep?...”

“Of course not!”

…….

I was surprised by the way he answers. I’ve never expected that.

“Well then, I think it’s time-“

Before he finishes the sentence, the students start to come in.

They see Hiro sitting with me……I feel strangely…..Guilty???For stealing their friend?.......

One of the boy in the class start to speak

“Hiro?!! Why are you sitting with her?”

The other person joins

“Hiro! Don’t sit with her!”

“Do you understand what you are doing Hiro??!!!”

Various comments came out of their mouths. I clench my uniform tightly…..

They just keep on commenting about all this. Maybe I should’ve never talked with him in the first place.

…..

………..

……………..

…………………..

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I take my bag and run out as fast I can. I push Hiro standing in front of me.

“Ahh-“  he bleats while falling.

“Hiro!”

“Omg! Are you okay?!” They ask……

That is the last thing I heard before running out.

My eyes couldn’t stop the tears coming out. I just run to our school’s restrooms. I lock myself in one cubicle.

It is all my fault. I knew that this thing called ‘communicating’ would backfire! But I still did it?! I really was out of my mind!

Comforting me at this time was no use…. Since my head is filled with all negative thoughts.

But……

No one would do it anyway….

I clutch onto my bag tightly, crying. Is it really my fault for being a mute?...Is it my fault that I can’t speak since birth?.... Can I really have friends in this life?....

All these questions fill in my head. This has always been a trauma for me. A trauma which I can never overcome……..

But, despite all of these, still…. a dot, crumbled of hope still lingers in my head.

Maybe…..maybe someday……

*Bell ring*

Ahh…It’s time for class. But how will I face them if I go back?.....

Just mug it up I guess. After all, you shouldn’t let your personal feelings affect your life… right?

I unwillingly get up and walk out. My bag just seems like a burden to me at this point.  I just drag my way to the classroom and open the door.

I am scared….. scared to look at the people. So, I direct my vision towards the teacher.

“Oh? How come you’re late today, Yui?”

I bow down as in the form of apology.

“I am sorry” I sign her with my hands.

The teacher laughs a little and says

“Its fine, I’m just shocked that this is the first time that you have come late”

I couldn’t get how I should respond to that. I just nod as I go back to my place.

I can fell the stares which actually ‘mean’ something. I couldn’t even lift my head up.

I swear, I am never ever going to talk to someone again! Urgh!

I go and plop on the bench.

…………..

……………………..

*At break-time*

I couldn’t concentrate at all….during the classes. I kept thinking about the incident….

Maybe it still affects my feelings.

I get up and walk towards the garden. As I think, Nature is the only thing that can comfort me right now.

As I was making my way towards the garden, the feeling of someone stalking haunts over me. I speed up my pace.

Just a few meters away! I run on my legs to make the distance smaller. To think that it would catch up to me at this speed too…..

Just while running, I prepare my legs to make a quick stop and a kick.

As I reach to the gate, the stop and kick thing I was preparing for, now has the chance. Without any delay, I stop my legs all of a sudden and turn around to see the face of so called ‘someone’ who is stalking me.

I see the face of who is following me. I realized that its someone who I shouldn’t kick, but by the time I realized it the kick action I prepared for moments ago, come crashing to me.