It was a thursday I believe, I stopped keeping track.
Me, Miss Asahina, Miss Nagato and Koizumi were waiting for Haruhi to come to the clubroom, playing the usual game and drinking the same adorable girl's tea. Nagato was reading something about superhumans fighting a time traveling superhuman who can't die.
The door opened.
It was Haruhi.
She looked different, like pale... and kinda sickly. And not wearing her trademark smile...
It was kind of unnerving.
"Haruhi, you alright?" I asked.
The others were visibly concerned as well.
"Yeah I'm fine, just the flu..."
Okay, the last time I heard that-
My monologue was cut short.
"Anyway! If you guys'd like, today we could-" Something's wrong here...
If we'd like? That doesn't fit Haruhi at all, she decides on everything. And the flu? She doesn't even get sick!
"We could... We-" She collapsed.
If I pray right now, and there's someone to answer my prayers, will they tell me what the hell is going on!?
My heart was beating.
My palms were sweating.
And then suddenly, everything stopped.
No, I mean time itself.
Everyone in the room but me!
Nagato included...
"Kyon, can I ask you a question?"
I turned around to see a tall shadow with spiky hair.
As in an actual shadow. No facial features, no roundness of the face whatsoever. Just a standing shadow.
"What is it?" I was feeling brave for some reason. Maybe it was the adrenaline?
"Would you like to save the girl?"
Save the-
"Yes of course!"
She may be a pain in the ass, but I can't let her get hurt. She's my... friend.
The shadow pointed out the window... Despite being 2 dimensional.
"Bring that boy to park down the street, he doesn't go there. Ever." He was pointing to a boy I had never seen before...
He was a boy!?
He looked like he was well into his thirties. His jaw was chiseled. His arms broad. His body covered with scars...
He was playing football without equipment.
Upon looking at him more, I noticed, he had jet black spiky hair, black eyes, was a little over six feet tall, had dark brown eyes and most notably, he had a notable tan shade of skin.
"He looks tough, is there someone else you want?"
"I mean we could take the girl."
"No!"
"Well, if we don't get the boy, the girl will die in a week and we will use her-"
"But how can I get him-"
"Figure it out."
Kind of an amoral thing to do but... I could befriend him and trick him into going...
"I'll do it."
And time resumed.