As I rushed up the bumpy, creaking, cool stair of the aging building that was my school, I tried to recall, why was I doing this? Wouldn't I be better off at home right now? I could be studying or something, or reading a book, but no here I am. 'Well I did tell marry though,' I thought as I stepped up another endless staircase. I couldn't go home now, she wasn't there, and would probably get angry if she needed to find me and well, I wasn't here.
"Why are we doing this Kirjava?" I asked.
"You already forgot?" responded the sly Kirjava. HIm and I were unusually close now and days. Maybe it was because I was still to weak to manage myself, or maybe that is just what Daemons are for. Of course he was no better off then I was, but I suppose if two depressed idiots get together, maybe a more sensible person will emerge.
"Spit it out already," I said to Kirjava, as I stood at the closed door that separated me from my destination. But as he responded, he was cut off by the door being flung open, as my friend John stood there to greet me.
"Good you made it," he said as he beckoned me in. I walked through the door, knowing I couldn't leave now. John was the type of guy who would of forgiven me for not going, but leaving as something I just couldn't do.
I looked around at the room that was only lit by a slightly ajar window in the corner. But it was good lighting, as the sun was pointing right through it. But I imagined in the morning its very dark. And there in the middle lay a strange board with 19 horizontal and 19 vertical lines crossing over each other. On it lay black and white stones in places that I couldn't make any sense of.
"You said you were into mystical stuff right?" asked my friend.
"Yeah but," I replied. "This is just a board game!"
"I assume you were expecting different," replied John in a casual sly way. We stood looking around as I began to feel uncomfortable in the stuffy room. My eyes wandered in a short period of time, and quickly settled on a strange girl who was in the room as well, sitting on one side of the board, starring at it with extreme concentration.
"Who is that anyways?" I asked, pointing in the direction of the Girl. I felt kind of off when I said it, as if I was embarrassing myself. Like if you entered a spelling bee, and had no clue how to do one, and as you stood on stage you asked the judges kindly to explain it. And of course all that time the audience starred in disbelief at you as you said these words. That was how I felt now, except nobody was starring at me, so I guess it was all in my head.
"This is Notsurira," he replied. "She moved here a few months back from America. She's in my math class." I looked over at Notsurira and noticed that she was about my age, and had dark black hair. Her black thick eyes were hard to catch as they starred with passion at the wooden board. She was thin and about medium height, and seemed like a nice person at glance at least. But you can't ever be sure as the Asian girl hadn't said a word yet.
"Ah there it is," said Notsurira as she grabbed a black stone and flipped it gracefully into the spot above her index finger and below her middle one. Lifting her hand as high as her head, she snapped it down like an eagle. After some sort of transition, in the end her index finger had separated from the stone, and as her lone middle finger through the stone down, a satisfying snap filled the room.
"Oh you finally got it, let me check," responded John. He walked over casually to the board to inspect it. "Sure did take you a while though."
With a pretend fury in her face, Notsurira replied, "Its a hard problem! Besides you are four levels above me, it shouldn't be hard for you." They both looked at each other angrily, and I began to feel worse about my situation. Then a smile broke out of both their faces, and they both started laughing. Then they got up, and approached me still smiling.
"So..." I started. "What was this game called again? And why are you showing it to me."
"The game is GO Will," replied John. "And when you mentioned mystical I remembered something a pro from Korea once told me. I thought it might interest you, cause there is nothing more mystical, then that legend of this game."
"Why are we doing this Kirjava?" I asked.
"You already forgot?" responded the sly Kirjava. HIm and I were unusually close now and days. Maybe it was because I was still to weak to manage myself, or maybe that is just what Daemons are for. Of course he was no better off then I was, but I suppose if two depressed idiots get together, maybe a more sensible person will emerge.
"Spit it out already," I said to Kirjava, as I stood at the closed door that separated me from my destination. But as he responded, he was cut off by the door being flung open, as my friend John stood there to greet me.
"Good you made it," he said as he beckoned me in. I walked through the door, knowing I couldn't leave now. John was the type of guy who would of forgiven me for not going, but leaving as something I just couldn't do.
I looked around at the room that was only lit by a slightly ajar window in the corner. But it was good lighting, as the sun was pointing right through it. But I imagined in the morning its very dark. And there in the middle lay a strange board with 19 horizontal and 19 vertical lines crossing over each other. On it lay black and white stones in places that I couldn't make any sense of.
"You said you were into mystical stuff right?" asked my friend.
"Yeah but," I replied. "This is just a board game!"
"I assume you were expecting different," replied John in a casual sly way. We stood looking around as I began to feel uncomfortable in the stuffy room. My eyes wandered in a short period of time, and quickly settled on a strange girl who was in the room as well, sitting on one side of the board, starring at it with extreme concentration.
"Who is that anyways?" I asked, pointing in the direction of the Girl. I felt kind of off when I said it, as if I was embarrassing myself. Like if you entered a spelling bee, and had no clue how to do one, and as you stood on stage you asked the judges kindly to explain it. And of course all that time the audience starred in disbelief at you as you said these words. That was how I felt now, except nobody was starring at me, so I guess it was all in my head.
"This is Notsurira," he replied. "She moved here a few months back from America. She's in my math class." I looked over at Notsurira and noticed that she was about my age, and had dark black hair. Her black thick eyes were hard to catch as they starred with passion at the wooden board. She was thin and about medium height, and seemed like a nice person at glance at least. But you can't ever be sure as the Asian girl hadn't said a word yet.
"Ah there it is," said Notsurira as she grabbed a black stone and flipped it gracefully into the spot above her index finger and below her middle one. Lifting her hand as high as her head, she snapped it down like an eagle. After some sort of transition, in the end her index finger had separated from the stone, and as her lone middle finger through the stone down, a satisfying snap filled the room.
"Oh you finally got it, let me check," responded John. He walked over casually to the board to inspect it. "Sure did take you a while though."
With a pretend fury in her face, Notsurira replied, "Its a hard problem! Besides you are four levels above me, it shouldn't be hard for you." They both looked at each other angrily, and I began to feel worse about my situation. Then a smile broke out of both their faces, and they both started laughing. Then they got up, and approached me still smiling.
"So..." I started. "What was this game called again? And why are you showing it to me."
"The game is GO Will," replied John. "And when you mentioned mystical I remembered something a pro from Korea once told me. I thought it might interest you, cause there is nothing more mystical, then that legend of this game."