Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice.
Perhaps Jealousy
Try reading while listening to instrumental songs. Like maybe, Yiruma, S.E.N.S. This wrote this story with the help of the song "Aphrodite by S.E.N.S.". It gives a better feel, perhaps?
The word 'jealousy' had never crossed my mind, at least not often – it is. People took me as stoic, void of emotions, unfriendly, sometimes ugly - but yet throughout my entire life from four until my age of twenty four now, I had her as a best friend – Sakura Mikan. Twenty years, is not a short time.
Despite the fact that I had never admitted to her to the face that she's my best friend - and probably the only one – she still stood beside me at all times. No matter how eager I am to confide in her about my problems, I can never bring myself to do it. It's just not in my character to do so. On the other hand, Mikan – she always come to me for advice, to find a shoulder to cry on, to talk about girls and every other thing best friends should do! I envy her optimism and her courage. If only the both of us could switch places. I'm selfish enough to think that, to be my best friend, to make my best friend the loner. But there's always a dark shadow in everyone, a part of the person no matter how shameful that shadow would make you. It's there somewhere, but I hate to accept it.
I'm selfish; I want Mikan all to myself, to always be with me. Well, I had that chance up until Mikan got her boyfriend and started hanging out with me less. Not that her man is abusive – in fact, he's rather charming - but the fact that he's always with Mikan, depriving me of my best friend, it got me to hate him a little more than I should.
Friendless even now on my lunch table, cell phone lacking of its usual rush by constant calls and messages by Mikan, I miss her company. I'm jealous at her boyfriend for having her all to himself until God knows when!
Well, that's life. Not everyone is born perfect, and I happen to be one of the unlucky ones. I – Imai Hotaru – was born a loner, an antisocial nerd, a girl with no sense of fashion, a hindrance to some, and have only one friend which I might lose in just a matter of time.
Merry Belated Christmas and Happy New Year, guys!
This story was inspired by a friend, Milah, when she came to me one day talking about how some loners in school actually feel in their mind. When no one wants to befriend him/her just because they happen to be shy and can't speak out and feel too shy or afraid that what they are OR do is lame. Well, there goes their self esteem, right? No matter how much I'm glad that I love making friends, there's bound to be some of these people in the real world. Don't ignore these people, readers. They love having friends as everybody does. Who likes being alone in everything?
- MountainHive