The skies seemed to brighten and open up the day. Everything seemed to be boring. . . . and well not quite right. "Roxas. . . you remember me, right?" The words echoed through his mind over and over again. What did that male mean? What was it about him that intrigued him?
He let his eyelids shut over his eyes as he sucked in his cheeks. The final day of summer. . . yes, all was going to end, and he had yet to do everything on his "To Do" list. He let his eyes open now as they sparkled a bright and brilliant blue.
He wondered though if Olette, Hayner, and Pence would be waiting for him at the Usual Spot. He was late, but when wasn't he late? He smiled when he thought about his friends' reactions.
It didn't take too long till he got there. "Hey," he greeted. No response. He blinked, and stared for a moment. Something was wrong; way wrong. The blond shook his head. Everything just fell out of place when his friends turned, not even seeing him, and walked right through him like he was nothing. No. . . no. . . NO! What was happening to him? He shook slightly. Maybe this was a joke? Someone had to be able to see him, right?
He took off now down the streets of Twilight Town, his eyes wide with fear. What was becoming of him? Then, it hit him. Seifer. Seifer would react to him if he messed with him. He ran now as fast as his legs could carry him till he reached the Sandlot. "Hey, Seifer, you lame brain," he called out.
The male before him gave no response whatsoever, nor took any notice in his presence. He waved his hand in Seifer's face, but still got no reaction. No . . . everything was so wrong, and it was these events that made him realize how lonely the world really was.