The sunlight shines through the opened windows, a breeze passes by throughout the room and grazes through his features. I sit there silently reading my book, still hoping for his return to our world – to finally fulfil our promises made.

I get flashbacks of the past activities with one another in the student council, saving would be victims of the powers of that children that came contact with the Charlotte comet. Still waiting.

Waiting for the fool.

Waiting for the time.

Waiting for him to finally awaken.

Waiting to greet him back.

To finally congratulate him and say that he's done more than enough.

My eyes get slightly misty eyed as I think of all the possible outcomes for when he wakes up from his slumber.

Who're you supposed to be? Cinderella?

No, you were never that kind of person.

I think back to our promise, the one that sparked this whole event.

Dummy, who keeps promises nowadays?

Yu, Yu Otosaka, that's who and me.

I turn the page, as knowledge flood my mind from the story.

"Please Imamura, please wake up." The girl in slumber whispered uncomfortably.

Why would she say that when she herself won't wake up?

I amused myself as I find myself in a very similar to the story I'm reading, staying in front of the one I would then my life with. This promptly stopped me from reading as I find myself again looking at his facial features, his jawline more refined looking more masculine than before a scar that goes vertically from the top of his right eye to the bottom.

I hear birds chirping in the background as another breeze passes through the perfectly aired out room. This time the wind catches the many strands of his raven hair, a calm and serene expression he holds on his facial features.

Time seems to always slow down as find again drawn to the sight of his rather handsome face, even though I joked about the compliment several times in the past; now I can honestly say that that this boy, no… man that I'm next to is rather attractive.

I lean towards him, as he exhales and inhales in a slow and rhythmic way.

"I'm not always gonna keep on waiting for you, you know…" I whisper by ears gently.

"So… Please, wake up soon."

I break into some tears as some fall onto his clothes, none seemingly making a change as I then wipe them.

I then focus onto reading my book again. As I again wait for the time to come.

Minutes pass by, second by second feeling like they are slowed down to a quarter.

A bearable hell is where I am, I think to myself. My mind not quite completely processing all the words and sentences I read, I am so distracted that I can't even concentrate on this story. How did this manage to happen when I would've been able to do so perfectly before?

I know the answer already but still think back to when it had happened.

Did I already feel this way prior to our promise? Was it because of the promise itself that I began seeing him in that light? Or was it because I find myself drawn to him because of the fact that he was in the exact same situation as me?

Was it because he kept his promise?

Questions fills my mind, questions I cannot fully answer.

Seconds pass by as I go through my epiphany with each passing moment still not able to come up with a better answer for such.

A third blowing breeze passes through the room yet again this time lasting longer than the others as it yet again flows pass his facial features.

His face twitches and crumples ever so slightly as he lets out a small grunt. This catches my attention as I stop reading and abruptly stop my thought process.

Hope garners within me as I wait in anticipation on what may happen – will he finally wake up? I ask myself and another million other thoughts flood my mind as I try to keep my face neutral.

His hair running down as I observe and see his eye slowly start to open.

My heart beats fast as I think about all of the things that I should tell to him. With every passing second my heart feels as if it would jump out of my chest – something I would have never expected I would feel.

Bit by bit I see that maroon-red eye show through, he's woken up! I think to myself. Relief, excitement and joy envelops my being as I begin to think about how things may happen from this point forward in time as well as having flashbacks on what had happened with us in the two years that.

Now his only functioning eye open , the brilliance of his gems radiate from him as he turns to the sounds of the chirping birds in the distance from the window.

I begin to formulate on what I say but I find my throat clogged for a second as I utter out my greeting.

"Are we finally awake?"

I silently cursed myself, sounding a bit cold. But a smile forms on my face as he turns to face me with a curious yet unreadable expression.

I then follow on saying, "Thank you for the hard work. You kept our promise."

Still looking towards me, he blinks for a bit as the world slows down yet again today.

Now that I finally get to see him awake, I can see that he still retains that rounded face of his but now looking slightly more matured, his hair longer than it was the last time I saw him and still having the confused but knowing expression he held a lot during student council activities.

He tries to sit up so that we were more on the same level.

"Ow, that hurts."

I worry a fair but ultimately judges that it is only a mild pain he feels so I instantly help him up.

"Your life's not in danger anymore so you don't have to worry but you do have to stay here for a while so you can recover."

"Ok."

He nods, responding to my statement staring blankly for a bit towards the other side of the room. Slightly nervous, he's not as talkative as he was before. But I shrug the thought as it's most likely just the sedating agent.

A brief moment passes as he turns to me again and as a small smile appears on his face.

"By the way, who are you?"

A/N: Sorry for being dead for months but I will try to upload some stuff when I can because I have college and stuff to do.