WANT TO DIE WITH ME?

Chapter 4 - My friends

Miraculously, I knew that the word was easy to say but it was very difficult to believe its meaning. Something that is not logical or smells like supernatural, maybe that is the first impression people have when they hear the word.

Or maybe not?

I always wondered if this miracle really existed in this world. There is no science to explain it, so few people can afford to believe it. Some people believe that miracles really exist in one part of the world. However, there are also some people who strongly deny that the miracle exists.

Besides, than a miracle. They more often refer to it as mere 'luck.

But I have little faith in what is called a miracle. For someone who has given up on life like me, there is nothing more I hope for than a miracle.

I hope that a miracle will come and change my bleak life.

I was hoping that someone would pull me out of this darkness.

I was expecting a miracle, where I could really find real happiness out there.

Everyone must expect a miracle to happen to them, whether they are believers or not, in their hearts there is still hope for the miracle to happen.

As it is today, I believe that destiny and wonder are actually connected to each other. Standing in front of the students in the classroom was the library girl who always gave me novel recommendations, as well as a girl similar to the girl who appeared in my dreams.

A girl who asked me to die together.

"Why isn't he talking? Why would he use books for communication?"

"Is he not mute?"

"Listen listen!! Haruka has a problem in her throat so she can't talk like you. Be friends well ... Now Haruka, we have to find a seat for you." teacher found a seat for Haruka.

All the students in the class looked worried, I didn't know what they were worried about. But I understand a little about what they are thinking. Sitting next to a girl who can't even talk at all can make you bored quickly, and have trouble getting her to communicate.

Therefore, most of them choose to avoid. For the sake of maintaining their social status in the classroom, as well as not getting anything troublesome.

Well, more or less I know what happened after this.

"Ah, there's an empty seat next to Akira ... Haruka, there's your seat."

Haruka nodded, and wrote her thanks to the teacher. Then he started walking towards my chair, for me who hardly ever spoke to my fellow students in this class, there should be no problem when he sat next to me.

I won't let him talk to me, lest he be ostracized. Not that I care about him, it's just that I feel bad if he gets in trouble because of me.

Besides, it does not mean I want to be alone until next semester, alone it is comfortable but I am also a little happy when I get my countrymen.

Ah, right too. Is this what you call loneliness?

"!? ... The man in the library? We meet again, I'm so happy."

Haruka wrote that in her book.