A MENTARY WITHOUT EMOTION

A MENTARY WITHOUT EMOTION
Dimmed



A cool breeze entered the window and flew the curtains slowly. I can sit for so long.


My eyes were always looking out the window, I felt like I was on the 4th floor, looking at some tall buildings far away.


Daydreaming and trapped in a paradise of imagination, I was talking to the opposite sex briefly and densely. It turns out he's more chatty than I thought.


Blue sky accompanies window painting. Describe the cotton cloud I dreamed of.


"Do you want to go there?" I pointed at the blue sky, intending to ask


'would you fly with me?'


"No, I'm not ready yet" he replied, still accompanying the non-stop smile, whether his face was not sore from the continued smile.


Eyes with two colors make me still amazed at its beauty. White is the color I like. The warm words he always issued, made me interested in his presence.


"Why do you daydream so much?"


He asks useless questions, using stale bases to fill his free time. Getting to know me more deeply only made him worry about my life.


"I was caught up in the wishful thinking that made me fall asleep with this world" I replied.


"What are you seeing in that wishful thinking?"


"Death."


I imagined how I was leaving this world, what flowers were placed in my funeral, how many people who visited me to pray and cry would lose me. I want to know it all from up there. I want to know what the angel of death looks like.


That pale hand held my forehead, his face close to a few centi of my face. Her eyes glittered more densely than my diamond eyes. The breath is warm, I can feel it.


The young man, who had been sitting, stood near my bed, asked. "Do you have a fever?"


I subconsciously held my breath and stayed away a little. Then he was scared.


"A-ah sorry I didn't mean to scare you. I'm just worried


because you hallucinated that way. My appearance is indeed creepy yak," he said keeping his distance from me.


"Sorry, yak" the man's voice sounded disappointed. That's not what I meant that kept me away from you.


"No, that's pretty. I like it."


"Huh?"


I looked into his eyes again and again. His bond is very strong. Because I love both colors.


"If you look closely, it turns out your eyes like a rare gem yak," I said.


"Seriously?"


"Yes, that's why I love those beautiful eyes."


"E-uh?" Gabriel shut his mouth. Like I was surprised after I said that.


Wh why? His face was pale, red.


"Do I need to call a nurse?" I said who was ready to press the call button.


"NO, NO NEED!!" intercepted.


His face heated up, his breathing was cut off and his hands were squeezing the clothes on his chest.


"Why?" my many.


"Haha... It's nothing, it doesn't hurt and it's not a disease, but it's a feeling I haven't felt in a long time. It was pounding" cried Gabriel.


"Be-so yak. If you need oxygen. Tell me yak."


"Yes, thank you."


You make me worry, did I cause you to flutter like this?


Suddenly a knocking sound from the door of the room sounded. The door opened and the nurse came in with a flower tub and a pink love-shaped object in her hand.


"This is a delivery from Mr. Alder to Miss Lucy" said the nurse, giving me the beautiful gift.


"Thank you." I answered and the beautiful nurse came out of the room.


Then I saw a letter tucked between the flowers. I took it and read it in my heart.


'Hello Lucy ~Sayang~


Lucy you're okay, right? I wanted to see you this morning.


But I remember that I had to go to school.


I'm so worried about you. I think about you almost every day all the time.


The criminal has already got his reward. So I hope you get well soon and don't get too close to the gray guy who's rooming with you. Okay fine!


Bye~ warm greetings from Alder Winston.'


"Is that your boyfriend?"


I was shocked that Gabriel was reading it from behind me. "NO! He's a criminal know!!" quickly answer.


"Don't be shy so~ I understand what you mean," he exclaimed with a floating smile again, teasing me with a strange gesture.


"But-"


"Don't lie, he's calling you dear. Ciee~" he keeps teasing me and doesn't believe me.


The sky began to cloud over and the room began to dim, the speck of rain began to fall. I'm not lying about this guy. I looked down gloomily at the paper, then I squeezed the paper into a ball in annoyance and threw it at the end of the room.


"i'm serious. This guy is a bitch. Compared to him it is better that I stay here with you!!" I said to break it, by squeezing my pants.


Gabriel stopped smiling, he no longer thought of me as a fool.


He sits beside me.


"What does the phrase 'don't get too close to the gray man who's rooming with you.' is that me?" ask Gabriel.


"Yes... Who else is there besides you here!?" I said with a soft tone.


I hate this guy. Hated her so much. It was she who caused me pain and saw the nightmare, Niki who was imprisoned in the basement, and the servant who was tricked and suffered there. That guy I deserve to turn down raw. I don't want to see her again or the gift she gave me, I'm gonna throw it all in the trash.


"If it were me. That's good, I just need to make her jealous so she doesn't come near you anymore" she said gently as she hugged my body and invited my head to lean on her shoulders.


Warm, why is it warm. This feeling... Just as Niki hugged me back then.


I want this feeling to continue. I don't want to let go of this warmth. I want to be noticed by you guys.


Tired of being alone and trapped in boredom and loneliness. L'm.... Hix... Why...? Why is my heart crying? This voice of heart I want to tell you. I want to tell everyone this pain. That I suffer now.


"Don't cry anymore..." Gabriel blocked my tears and smiled calmly at me.


Eh? I really shed tears? I realized I was crying in front of him. I usually cry on my pillow every night.


"I'm sorry.... It's the first time I've cried in front of someone" I sobbed my own tears.


"Just calm down, I'll protect you... Lucy's."


He hugged me back. I was once again drowning in warmth.


The rain was getting heavier but that didn't stop me from feeling this feeling.


L like it.


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"It's better to apologize first even if you're not wrong at all."