[This is a special Chapter that I wrote in celebration with the upcoming Halloween. This is not connected to the story. Regular updates will resume next week. Thank you.]
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My footsteps are light and careful, it's not like he would hear me but just to make sure. Unlike mine, his are brisk and in rush. I can't really blame him, he's getting late to school. That's what you get for staying up late playing video games. I hope you learned your lessons this time.
He was almost out of breath when he reached school. Good thing I can fast too or else Iw oukd lose him. Why do I do this, you ask? Well... Let's say I'm quite interested in him. I mean... Not in a romantic way- maybe I do like him romantically. I don't know, I just got curious at him when I saw him walking absent-mindedly that he almost got hit by a car and that curiosity led to many more things... And to me following him. I'm just really lucky that he didn't get to notice me yet though I'm pretty sure that he won't notice my presence. Ever. So, I'm quite confident. Creepy? I don't think so. I'm not harming him so I guess... It's fine, right?
I've actually lost count of how long I've been following him but I think it's long enough that I got to pick out his habit, like how he bites his nails when he' s nervous, how he grows pale when he's lying (which I think is really cute since that means he can't lie.), on how his face gets rashes when he eats strawberries (he's allergic to them) or how he talks to himself whenever he tries to convince himself of something, and actually many more things that made me grew more and more interested in him.
Do I ever get tired? Well, not really. He's become part of my system now that my day isn't complete when I don't get to see him. I just... Hope that I got to talk to him but I don't really have the courage to do that or if he'll ever like it, I'm pretty sure he'll get freak out if I try to approach him so... I'll just watch him in the distance, like I always used to do.
Hmm... That's new. It's already the end of the class but he still hasn't got out of his classroom yet. Did something happened? Shall I go and check? No... I shall stay here and wait. Something must've came up that's why he's late.
Oh, there he is! But... Who's that beside him? It's the first time I saw him with someone else. It's not that he doesn't have friends or anything, but he would always go home alone because he doesn't have any club activities that would make him stay late. So... Who's that person? He... He seemed happy. The first time I've seen that expression. I wish I was the one who could make him feel that way.
I took a step back. I can't stand the scene in front of me anymore. I watched them go until they're out of my sight. Ah... What should I do now? My mind is filled with endless questions right now. What is his relationship with that person? How do they know each other? For how long? Why didn't I know? I take a deep breath as I started to wander away. Instead of answers, All I'm getting is more questions. I don't like this. What should I do?
Is it... Finally time to let him go?
But I can't do that. In the end, I found myself following his trail again, like a puppy following his owner, waiting to be pet. Until when I'm gonna do this? I want to stop... But I don't think I can last a day without seeing him. Have I really gone this desperate? Do I really want him that much that I'm acting this way?
Me and him... It's just so impossible. Even if I want to... It won't happen. Unless a miracle would come... And miracles are not real.
I sighed. What is wrong with me? I guess... I Like him this much that I'm going crazy.
He stopped on his tracks, surprising me. Good thing I noticed it earlier so I got to stop too. I looked around, there was no one in sight besides him in this alley. Did he see something? Or maybe he forgot something on his house? Why isn't he moving? Oh no... Maybe he's hurt! What should I do? I don't think someone can hear me if I shouted. Hey... Do something! Don't make me nervous...
Then slowly, he turned around. And our eyes met.
What? I...
"You..."
Me? He's talking to me?!
His eyes pierced into mine like he's trying to read my soul. What is going on? How...
"Why are you following me?"
No way. Y-you aren't supposed to see me! It's impossible! A miracle like this... No... I must be hallucinating. My mind is pre-occupied of him that I'm starting to imagine this.
He's not supposed to see me... Let alone talk to me...
Because I'm no longer alive.