Talking to the sunflower on the window,
She sat on the small low couch, shaking her legs as her frilly white dress moves happily. "Sunflower san, do you like summer season too? I love em! Winter season is cold... but I am warm as long as you are by my side!"
She desperately tried to keep up a conversation between her and her flower when she finally sigh and gave up, getting up and sitting on the hospital bed. No nurses or doctors come in this room, as if they are avoiding it for some reason. A few patients sometimes wondered in, but lost curiosity and went back to their own rooms.
She tuck her legs inside the blanket as the spring wind flows in the room. Her monolid blue eyes enjoying the sweet rays of sunshine.
Suddenly, she heard a cough, and another cough. Turning her attention towards the open door to the room, she saw a boy, a few years older. He stares at her for a while, so she shoot him a smile to which he gets surprised. That's unexpected, she never got a reaction out of the other people other than blank looks. Relaxing herself.
"Hey " She spoke out,
She didn't expect an answer, obviously.
"Hey... "
Her pupils glow with unexpressable emotions and she felt a weird smile on her face, she couldn't control a single movement of hers. Seeing her face, he returned a warm smile.
She gestured him to sit with her. He was kind of awkward at first, but she told him to make himself at home. He started the conversation, "What's your name?"
"..."
"Name...?" She questioned.
He seemed to be in daze.
"Are you serious...?" He asked.
She explained to him, how she doesn't remember anything before coming to the hospital. He wasn't much surprised,
"So you don't have a name? "
"Kinda."
Suddenly, he looked excited,
"I will give you a name! My name is Ciel, which means sky or heaven. "
"What's my name?"
"Your name is Sora, which also means sky. My mother said that she planned to name me that, but later father suggested the name Ciel. "
"Sora... is me, I am Sora. " A huge smile replaced my confused face.
"Ciel and Sora! Best friends! "
She declared.
"That's right, now answer one question"
"Okayy~ "
"Do you remember how you were in the hospital? Like you said your memory starts from when you were in the hospital. So tell me, what do you remember? " he questioned, getting interrogative all of a sudden.
"Hmm... Sora only remembers that one day she woke up and she was here " she recalled, searching through her memories of the hospital.
"Not much, but that's okay. " He
"Say Ciel, why are you here? In the hospital? What kind of sickness do you have? " she asked.
"..."
"I don't know... just a few days ago,
I vomitted blood but it was fixed by medicine and yesterday night, I again vomitted blood, so I am here. My parents are refusing to give me any information, it's weird... I don't feel good... " He faltered.
"Ciel... " she cooed his name.
"Haha, you look adorable like a puppy"
"Ciel! Sora will make you feel better, you're gonna get better in no time! "
"Do you have any illness, Sora? "
"Nope, nothing. "
he pushed a lock of her black hair behind her ear, that's when she gave attention to his physical features.
He had blonde hair, and brown eyes.
Pale unhealthy skin, rosy cheeks and the lips a darker rosy shade. His hair was kinda curly, finishing his features with a beauty mark under his left eye.
"So pretty... "
"What?"
"Your hair! It's pretty, haha "
Why did I sound like I lied with an excuse?
"Ciel! Where are you?" We both heard a female voice call out, from a bit far than her room.
"Looks like I have to go now, see you around, Sora. " She look at him get up and walk away slowly disappearing from her view. "See you... Ciel "
::
She took out a diary from the cardboard box under her bed.
It's not mine, someone just left it behind and I happened to pick it up.
She started writing,
"Dear Diary,
Today, I met a boy.
This is the first time in a year
someone talked to me.
He's nice,
He's pretty,
He gave me a name too.
I want to know more about him.
I want us to stay friends forever.
I want him to stay forever.
Is it too selfish?"
She started thinking about him, closing the diary. She sat on the couch, watching the moon, she drifted off to sleep.