The memory of you - (x Chishiya)

Sometimes, acting okay for the sake of others is not that easy.

This was one of those days.

Climbing the stairs to the very top as always, my knees felt as though they had turned into water, my cheeks red and with the utter disappointing feeling that washes over you every once in a while.

The only thing I wanted was to sit alone, bury my head into my knees and disappear. Preferably disappear to an alternate universe. Maybe one where I could lay on a meadow for all eternity and just look at the sky.

Even with Hina, sometimes I couldn't help but feel alone.

I couldn't help thinking that even if I wasn't here she'd be okay. She'd be fine, great even! I know my thoughts are eating me alive but when this is the third time she ditches our hangout, I can't help feeling all mushy and teary inside.

Brushing it off, saying it was okay that she could go off and have fun because I knew they didn't want me there.

And of course she could! I'd never want to hold her back. So, here I am.

Reaching the rooftop entrance door handle, I opened it and took a deep breath.

As always, it was empty. Especially during after school hours.

I plopped down by the building block and just stared on to the distance.

The air was cool and the clouds were covering the sun from showing. The sky's hue was slightly fading from light baby blue to orange and even with the beauty of the sky to accompany me this afternoon, I couldn't help but gloom.

"[Name]?"

The voice was all too familiar. What confused me was hearing it from above. Looking up, I saw the brunette sitting on top of the rooftop block looking down on me.

I didn't respond. Usually, I was the one who started the conversations but I was just too drained to this time.

He slowly took his backpack and threw it down next to me, then he positioned himself and jumped down as well.

He sat beside me and looked over, I tried giving him a reassuring smile, but he saw right through my pitiful attempt.

"I like your .. ring." He pointed to the ring I always wore on my right hand. It was nothing special, sometimes I barely noticed it myself. The fact that he pointed out something so random made me smile, and he did too.

"Can I have a closer look?" He asked, his eyes pointing to the ring.

I handed him my hand and he held it gently. First he acted like a detective, as if he were looking at some sort of long lost treasure. Then he smiled and took my hand in his which only made my cheeks pink.

"You know, we've known each other for almost a year and a half now." He mentioned. His eyes looking at mine oh so dearly.

Like the world had disappeared, like we had been transferred to a black void where I was being sucked into the goo, him being my only light.

He had no idea how much his touch, his words meant to me.

How much his growth from just sitting by one another in the beginning to now the comfort he offered me meant to me.

The look in his eyes, the honey colored eyes that radiated warmth every time I saw them, they made my heart melt.

He knew my silence was of exhaustion, he knew we didn't need words. His eyes were enough.