Life is a game

Life is a game
The man of his childhood friend



"Hows it? Your body has improved"


"Thank you and sorry for bothering you"


"I'm glad to hear it"


"Then put me down" Hikaru asked with his delicate tone.


"We're not at school yet, stay calm, and rest your body"


"....What do you mean?


"You can lay your head on my shoulders, sleep if you want to."


"....My body will feel heavier later"


"Of course not, go to sleep.you must be tired. I'm sorry I chased you too fast" Haru replied


"No.it's best we forget it" said Hikaru with his faint gaze, he also started lowering his head, until it touched the man's shoulder.


"...."


"Thank you" Hikaru said slowly.


The atmosphere is more dangerous, the second heartbeat is getting firmer. Even subconsciously, the man's face had turned flat red.


Can Haru feel the gusts of wind slowly that hit near his ears, alternating with the wind in the daytime, this girl is really very tired.


Both of them just fell silent, enjoying this unforgettable short moment. This is the first time that Hikaru has gained the comfort of someone other than his twin sister and also the male figure of his classmate (Shion).




After walking quite a distance, they finally arrived at the gate of his school backyard. But even strange things flashed in the mind of a man who had just arrived.


His eyes were wide open in disbelief, when he saw the field of the school was very quiet and not seen a single person there.


Hikaru immediately came down from the back of the man, he was also made speechless, how could his atmosphere change like this, he said, did they go too far and for too long until the school atmosphere was like this when they returned??.


"Where did everyone go?" ask the girl who began to observe the empty atmosphere in the field as well as the western building near her.


"Like they're already in class"


Hikaru turned his head. "Uhh??"


"Or, are you home?" continued Haru.


Hearing that, Hikaru only let out a deep breath and walked towards the stairs near building A (the name of the west building in his school ).


On the stairs, Hikaru sat down while straightening his legs, as well as the man who was currently together with him.


"Are you thirsty??" haru asked by turning his head towards the girl next to him.


"A little bit" Hikaru replied without turning his head.


"If you're thirsty, you'd better go have a drink first"


Hikaru was a little surprised, until his head turned towards the man enthusiastically. "...."- ".


"Once again, why are you so attentive to me? It's so strange" exasperated Hikaru a little.


"Weird how?? Does my nature bother you?" ask the man.


".....No" Hikaru replied slowly.


The man shifted his hips, he shifted closer to the girl sitting near him. "Why as time goes by, your nature slowly changes. You are not the Hikaru I knew back then" the man complained as he leaned over the shoulder of the silver-white girl beside him.


Hikaru's eye bead glanced over, A few strands of the man's black mane gently swept over his rosy cheeks. "....."


"Hikaruu... Will I meet the old nature of you??" asked the man in his soft voice, while being spoiled with the girl next to him.


Hearing that Hikaru was silent as a child, his hands raised slowly, then stroked the mane of the man who was leaning on his shoulders. "Forgive me of your past and adapt to my present self" Hikaru said.


"What about your feelings?" ask the man again.


Hikaru stopped his hand from stroking the mane. "What do you mean??" ask the girl not to understand.


"I hope only your attitude changes for me, just don't feel your way" replied the man.


After hearing Haru say that, the two of her simply fell silent. Haru feels that his speech is very arriving and instead makes awkwardness between himself and his interlocutor girl (Hikaru ).


"I still can't believe, how can you recognize me after a few years of not seeing me" Hikaru re-opened the conversation after being silent a moment ago.


But the girl's words this time made the man next to her turn with a confused look. "What do you mean.?" ask Haru not understand.


"How do you know it's me?" ask the girl while leaning her head, to the wall that became her backrest.


"When Haruko gave me her jacket at the park" Haru replied by changing the way she sat.


"...."


"The girl who has a silver-white mane is just you, how could I not recognize her. I have known you since childhood, we only split a few years when my family moved to another city because of work at his company." Haru continued to tell the past that happened between them.


Hikaru was still silent for quite a while, the disappointment he felt back then re-emerged in his heart. "...."- ".


Not getting any response from the girl, Haru turned his head, towards the girl who was pensive next to him. "Sorry.." the man bowed his head, as if he was giving up on the girl in front of him.


"It has happened, it does not need to be remembered.we should forget it" said the girl with a tone of voice that began to change.


Haru was speechless.he could feel a great sense of disappointment in the girl, only Hikaru remained silent and did not let out his disappointment.


"Until when will you continue to treat me like someone who just knows you?"


Hikaru's eyes shifted, glancing towards the man next to him. "....There's a lot you don't know about me right now. Remember, you only know me in my past. So don't think that you know a lot about me"


"....Does anyone else know much about you besides me and Haruko, your twin sister?"


A small gust came out from the girl's mouth, then she also turned her gaze in another direction. "Sure." said Hikaru casually to make the man next door spontaneously raise his head in surprise.


"....."


"In this world, it's not just you who know about me, even if you know a lot about me. you can't beat Haruko who knows more about me without telling her." continued Hikaru as he got up from his seat. then walked away leaving the man who was still sitting silent on the stairs.


Her face was angry, but in her heart she felt very disappointed, after learning that there was a man who managed to change his position.