This will be the last day.
I decided that if I really have nothing to do with Keto anymore, then I guess it's better that I stop pretending as Lyde. That will also mean that I won't get anymore of those privelages when participating in gang wars at the Hawkin's Place. "…ugh, that'll be the end of that."
"End of what now?" Ace asked.
"Uh nothing! Just some thoughts." I said.
He cutely snickered and continued to copy my homework. "Anyways, thanks for letting me copy your homework!"
"Yeah, no problem."
"Usually, we'll both end up copying Ian's homework since he's the nerd here but you're beginning to evolve into a good student. That's quite a good change."
"Err, yeah! I-I'm trying to get everything done in time now." Shit, Lyde was a really bad student. We have opposite habits, so I shouldn't have done my homework!
"Hahah! That sound weird coming from a hardcore sloth like you."
"Y-Yeah hahahaha…" Ace feels so charmingly suspicious. Sometimes I think he knows that Lyde and I switched places. Setting that thought aside, I wonder if I'll ever run into Keto today.
Maybe if we don't, that'll be really the end for me here.
I won't get to hang out with Nay and the other anymore.
I won't get any privelages from those gang wars anymore.
I also won't have to fight anymore—that's not too bad.
I'll go back to my own life, being as Lynn Tobin. Then I'll have to deal with Haley again. And then Sir Lucas. Though maybe it won't be that bad like it used to be, and that's because I have Cain. Maybe I'll get to be with him as much as I want.
When it was already break time, I've gone on my own hoping that I might run into Keto again. This might be the last chance I have, so I just wanted to make sure he's fine despite of it all.
I went to all the possible places where he might be. And it only disappointed me that he's nowhere to be found. "Ugh, did he not come to school today?" That guy must be out somewhere fighting other thugs.
Sheesh, I guess this really is the end. I'll have to tell Lyde about finally returning to our own lives.
Then as I pass by the library, it was surprising to find this missing jerk at a place that I least expect him to be at. "Keto?!"
The guy who was always so proud and confident is facing down right now with such a depressing look on his face. He looks like Keto… but is he really the same person!? "…oh." He only noticed me when he faced me.
Seeing his face upclose, he looked horrible! Like he haven't slept at all, or ate properly. What happened to Keto!?
"Excuse me." HE'S EVEN POLITE NOW!?
"Wait, Keto!" I grabbed his arm before he can quickly run away.
"…what do you want from me?"
"Dude, I think we need to talk." I told him.
And so, we had to skip classes and find a place to talk privately. As we found a good place, I spoke first. "Keto, how have you been?"
He can't even see me eye to eye as he talk. "You don't need to know."
"I know what I said back then, but still! I'm worried about you."
"There's no need for you to worry about someone like me! After all I've done to you, you should be happier that I'm not bothering you anymore. And yet you still act like this, you're such an idiot!" This jerk is really stubborn!
"So what if I'm an idiot? Is it so bad to worry about someone like you?! You've also been acting strange these days, Keto. So I can't help but worry!"
"Then atleast tell me why you're so concerned about me! And what good will it even do you if you waste your time helping me?"
What good will it do to me if I help him? I kept answering that lingering question in my mind. Keto just looked so pitiful that I felt the urge to help him. He seemed like the person who doesn't have anyone to turn to…
"It's just that you look like you were drowning." I simply answered.
"What the fuck does that even mean?" His glare wasn't as hostile as it used to be. All I can see in his eyes were annoyance and confusion.
"I meant, you look like you were carrying something so heavy all by yourself! If you keep bearing it all to yourself, then you'll drown and fall apart from everything you've been going through… I've been there too." Keto stopped gazing at me and lowered his face again.
"…stop talking bullshit. You have no idea… you don't know anything at all." His voice became more quiet as he spoke.
"Then tell me all about it! You don't have to keep it all by yourself!"
"Can I… really trust you?"
"Of course!" Then at that moment, I saw a glimpse of his face turning red along with tears on the corner of his eyes trying to escape. Who knew, even a delinquent can cry like this.