I DO NOT OWN WALLFLOWER.....NOT AT ALL.

I was bored. Extremely bored.

Looking at this lifeless body alone made me so lightheaded that my eyes were in fact just one-third open. Actually, this body was not literally lifeless. Half-half maybe. I looked at all those tubes connected to his fingers, his wrists, even his nose.....yeah...the sight was just pitiful. Why won't you just die now, man?

Never mind his hair...it had always been ruffled anyway. I couldn't remember the last time that was washed, but the ferocious fan girls that would violently try barging in had always admired, according to their rotten minds, its resemblance to gold. That was plain s***. It was blonde, but for the love of fried shrimp, it was never gold! Stupid girls....disturbing my already ruined life. Do you seriously think I enjoyed all these..? Poor little farts. May the ultimate karma be with them..

I groaned. Clearly, I had been so tired all my life in dealing with all of these. I wished all those worms would just disappear. I wish I would disappear...

Because I was rejected.

And the feeling was unbearable.

I stood up and roamed around the white sickening room for the hundredth time. Jeez, there was no way I could leave this darn guy! If I did, who knows what sorts of nightmare he would possibly go through in the hands of the perverted people around this place? Well, I would not be able to do anything about it, anyway. I lowered my head and stared at the misty extension down under. I was paler than ever, at least since the last seven days. And i could not even get the slightest glimpse of my feet.

Yup. I was floating. I explored this four-cornered space with great ease. For i was an entity without solidity. I was the wandering spirit of a certain bright creature lying unconsciously in bed for what felt like ages. I am Kyohei Takano. So was the one I was staring at.

I stopped in my tracks. Again, outside my room, I could hear the usual ruckus that I had somehow become accustomed to. To top the supposed-to-be forbidden noise, i could just make out the shrill, towering rage of the old nurse. Jeez, I was so lucky to have that old hag on duty to me. She would scare the hell out of those flirts for me, or rather, try to break their eardrums with her banshee-like howl. I smirked at the thought. Chaotic women were so funny, they impress me so much. I knew someone who was worse, though.. No, scratch the last. I knew someone who was the worst of them all! I wonder what would she have done. I guess the old hag would look like a cuddly puppy compared to her. How I wish she was the one tak-----

The smirk immediately left my face.

I hate that girl. I hate her so much I feel like shoving all her disgusting anatomy dolls in her mouth (or in her nose to stop her occasional nosebleeds) in just one push! She made my f***ing life a whole lot miserable; but she was not to blame for me ending up here in the hospital, don't get me wrong. What I meant was she made everything harder than ever by being so negative all the while; and me, as one of her broke housemates who couldn't possibly pay the humongous amount of rent to her glamorous and insane aunt, had to get off my butt and help her turn into a fine, normal at least, lady. Right, that was the trick to gain free rent from aunty, darn it: turn the reincarnation of Sadako into Venus. Seriously, she gave me, along with the other 3 struggling rent-payers; Takenaga, Yuki, and Ranmaru, a lot more trouble than we can handle. But well...

Somehow, it was something I had subconsciously been looking for: a thrill. An excitement. Something that would get my mind set on a sort of mission every morning when I woke up. Speaking of morning, i was really fumed to get out of bed ever since she came. Goodness me, her cooking was heaven! I could not imagine my life without her mouth-watering fried shrimp. I could not imagine...my life without.....

her...

I jumped, or rather, glided towards the end of the bed and swiftly sat cross-legged on it without causing the slightest hint of gravity on the cushion. There it goes again...the feeling of regret. Regrets of deciding to live in the Nakahara mansion in the first place, regrets of meddling with that morbid girl's business in the dark, regrets of being comfortable to become her friend....my regrets of finally pouring my heart out...

She did not brought me here almost dying, no. But she was making me not to leave this maimed state anymore. I could still clearly see our doomed conversation one cold rainy night in my mind's eye. Every word that came out from her chapped lips was ringing in my ears---- and it made me weaker by the minute.

I wish that this darn 'toot toot' sound from a nearby machine would just stop. I didn't want anything to do with this limp body any longer....then Sunako Nakahara, the scariest of them all, could finally live in peace. For all I care.

Because I was rejected.

And the feeling was unbearable.

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