Emotion Taster

Arc 1 Organic Trash: Chapter 23 - I Know You

Imarine told me from beginning to end. Their friendship journey about how the cause of the quarrel and the creation of their bullying circle.

The first thing is the meeting. In short Imarine and Azarin were childhood friends, rather they had been friends since elementary school. Their names were similar and they also resembled themselves like a sister.

The beginning of their meeting was when the Imarine family decided to live in a house that turned out to be close to where Azarin lived. Although their school place is different, but the frequency of meetings is not inferior to classmates.

Azarin was a jolly child and tended to have a lead trait, which is what Imarine said. As a child, he always brought Imarine to play with him like an onion. From small games to schoolwork, little Azarin teaches a lot to little Imarine.

The journey continues to pass, their age is getting older and entering the Junior High. Azarin and Imarine decided to go to the same school. With Azarin's teaching, Imarine was able to attend the school of their choice together.

Their lives are quite pleasant as friends. But, Azarin was a little worried about the attitude of Imarine who was following him too much at all times. He was afraid that Imarine would not be able to grow in bloom on his own. Therefore, Azarin requested that Imarine take a different exculpation with him.

One year later, Azarin took karate, while Imarine took up volleyball. They both enjoyed it enough. Having a different hobby turns out to be able to achieve something new in friendship. By looking at different skies, meeting different people, and achieving different dreams, they get different experiences and viewpoints. This made Azarin and Imarine able to have their own stories.

It sounds like they have a happy friendship story. However, what happened was actually growing rapidly on one side.

Imarine that Azarin left behind turned out to grow much faster than. Starting from the aspects of intelligence, strength, social techniques, and even physical level. That made Azarin lose his position as the elder brother of the leader who guided him to grow. His character is lost because Imarine is better than Azarin.

However, Imarine still regarded Azarin as his precious friend. He still appreciated it and never saw the status that others gave him.

Time passed, now they have High School and again decided to choose the same school. This time Azarin can already be interested in the opposite sex, the person is the upperclassman in basketball exkul. But, unfortunately the upperclassman was instead interested in Imarine.

Imarine, who knew Azarin's feelings, backed away, rejecting the feelings of the upperclassman. Unable to be rejected with a vague answer by Imarine, the basketball class brother looked for the reason behind it himself.

Then, find the problem there. The upperclassman realized that Azarin liked him, of course he also knew that Azarin and Imarine were friends, in the end he threw all his failures at Azarin. As a result, Azarin became an evil figure for quite a long time.

Heading into the present time, Azarin and Imarine went up to the second grade. Not yet relieved by the case of the destroyer of love people, this time Azarin must be surprised by a major tragedy in his family.

Well, those were the times where Azarin's father was caught having an affair with his mother Imarine.

From there Azarin's mentality began to be disturbed, he who was carried away by anger and hatred finally blamed Imarine for the destruction of his life. The violence she received from her mother she gave back to Imarine.

Feels sad. Although it is not the only cause, but the fact that a child bears the brunt of family chaos is ironic.

“...”

“...”

The story of Imarine is over. He himself did not tell the details about the case of his parents' affair, maybe there are still many things that he does not want to talk about.

“Alright ... what now can I ask?” I asked Imarine who stopped telling stories.

“Please.”

“Why are you quiet when beaten with Azarin?”

“You already know the answer ‘kan ..., Ivan?”

“I want to hear from your mouth, it could have been my guess wrong.”

“... You already know, but tell me to say it all,” his murmur that sounds vaguely by me. “Of course because Arin is my friend. I still believe that Arin will stop later. Conscious and back to being the Arin I know.”

Well .. I'm glad to hear it.

“Your friends are great.”

“Then say great to me.”

“You're great, Ima. Your trust in Azarin makes me know that you have a warm heart.”

“...”

Suddenly things became quiet. Imarine did not answer my words nor did she show any reaction to them.

“Ima?” call me while turning to see him.

“...”

Hnn?

But, he also turned his face away from my gaze. Facing this, I stood up and walked over to him.

“Woi, you why— Hngh!?”

Buk.

Imarine's hand suddenly swung hard on my shoulder. Fortunately, this time I was able to defend. By forming a shield using two hands, the blow did not hurt so much.

Huh .. hah ....

Strange, whether that day or today. He could punch without letting out an angry emotion. Like a professional fighter, he moves his hands fast without a desire to kill.

“Be-noisy, this is also your fault. I told you I hate men,” he said stammeringly, still hiding his face from me.

Uh ...? Eh?

“OK, okay ... I'm leaving now,” I said as I walked away from the place.

“Ah, Kaivan .. wait,” call him stop my step.

Answering Imarine's actions, I stopped and turned back. “What's up? You want to hit me again?”

“Not .. yes, actually I want to. But, not that.”

“...”

My eyebrows shuddered a little at the words just now, but then I ignored them.

“You still have one debt to me,” said Imarine who can now look me in the eye.

“Debt?”

“Iya .. I haven't heard your story yet. Since I've told you everything, now you also have to tell your story .. everything.”

There was a mixed feeling in my mind. In contrast to his story, my life story made little sense to ordinary people. After all, there's Amalia's right in it too, I can't just reveal everything.

“What from the beginning you came and your story made me guess like gini?”

“Half is true .. unfair ‘kan if only I revealed the secret. I still don't know anything about you.”

“Hah ...” I took a breath gathering energy. “Why do you want to know my life story? Do you think the story will be exciting?”

“At least I know that something happened and made you change.”

“I never change.”

“You changed. You are much different from you who are first class.”

First class?

“We were never classmate.”

I don't remember the whole class very well. But, I'm sure Imarine's face doesn't appear in my first-class memory.

“Ahaha ... I passedatin that story, well?” he said while laughing cheerfully. “I was with Arin last year in class, and I was with him in class B. You who are in class A very often I see silence alone on the porch of the classroom hallway.”

Oh ... so it is.

That's why Azarin and Imarin know my name. It's true I was in A class, and it didn't change when I went up. Those who used to be in the next class are quite easy to know, curious about the pitiful people who are always alone.

At that time I realized that several times I was the center of attention, but of course I ignored it. Such people will eventually disperse themselves.

“Keep, if you already know me, wouldn't it be useless if I told you my life story? The story was probably just as boring as my face was back then.”

“I know you .. At that time I was told by Arin to try to greet you, make training a socialist. But, I don't want to because it looks like you are fierce.”

“Heh, that's cruel slander. Though until now I have never hit people.”

Judging from anywhere, the more frightening person is the two of you. Very few women are able to hit men up like this.

“Why do you keep talking about it? Are you so scared I hit?”

“Not also ... Your blow is not too painful actually.”

The pain was not comparable to the torment from the power of detecting the emotional waves I had. But, if I choose between fear and not. I can tell you I'm a little scared. His punch that was not too painful even caused a new sensation.

I'm afraid that there will be an addiction.

“Hmn ...,” drone Imarine who seemed to break the topic just now. “So, would you like to klapan you muter-muter ... You still do not want the story of the journey of your life? What changes make people like you bother to help me with Arin?”

I sighed ... turned towards Imarine and looked into her eyes deeply.

“Ima, do you believe everything I'm telling you later?”

“Un,” nods once with a smile. “Sometimes you like to bring chat to jokes, but I know that you won't lie.”

Alright ....