-Concern and Comfort-
Mikan's POV
It was around 6 in the evening, I was walking along the dorm's hallway. I kept my head down and felt myself in the verge of crying; I found myself in front of my own room reaching for the doorknob, slowly, I walked straight to my bed and drifted to sleep.
Natsume's POV
I went inside Polka's room to check on her. After Narumi told Imai, Ruka and I that Polka's grandfather has passed away; my mind went blank and all I can think of is Mikan's face and her faltering smile. I clenched my fist. It saddens me to see Mikan miserable and acting like her unusual self. It breaks my heart, even though it may not seem like it, but it hurts just looking at her depressed- state.
Calmly, I strode towards her bed and gently stroked her smooth face; I felt her dry tears and softly kissed her forehead. "I love you Mikan", I left her room after I uttered those words.
Mikan's POV
What a weird dream. Oji-san spoke to me as if he's not dead, he told me to take care of myself, and also expressed on how he's so proud and happy to have me. He also spoke of something that made me blush, it was something about Natsume and how Oji-san said that he would leave the task to Natsume. "That Natsume guy, I approved of him. I'll leave the task to him. He would take good care of you Mikan- chan. I want you to be happy my dear child; smile, do not worry your loved ones too much", as Oji-san finished his word, he softly smiled at me.
As I stepped inside the classroom, all eyes were on me. Suddenly, my classmates went towards my direction, some asked if I was alright, while Anna, Nonoko and Yuu hugged me. I can't help but felt tears brim my eyes; they were all so worried about me. I felt a smack on my head and I saw Hotaru with a concerned face, she called me idiot. "Smile idiot, we are all here for you", she hugged me after saying those words.
I did not notice Natsume made his way towards me. I just felt familiar arms enfolding me to an embrace. I looked at my classmates' reactions, they were grinning warmly.
Natsume's POV
Ruka and I entered the room and we noticed that our classmates were surrounding Polka. She was crying but I noticed that those weren't tears of sorrow. I was relieved; she really is a strong person. I made my way towards her direction and hugged her. All eyes were on us, I don't care. All I can think about is this woman caged in my arms, the woman I loved and valued the most. I would definitely take care of you, my Polka.