Since ten, I had known that with each passing day it will only get darker. The world is a rotten place to see, anyway. I wasn't afraid of the dark, but now, I feel a tightening in my gut thinking about the endless night ahead. Why the hell did he have to save me, then?

It was a beautiful autumn evening when the light was a little brighter. It was late, as I was walking home, I sensed someone following me. A sudden streak of terror seized me and I didn't dare to look back. I turned around the corner and stopped to face the stalker, a little courage was still left inside my heart. Before I realised the gravity of the situation, a group of elder students had already circled around me, blocking my escape.

One of them grabbed my bag while the other hissed in my face,

" Little girls like you shouldn't walk around this late...".

I could feel his horrible breath. The panic built up in me. It was hard to breath and I just wanted to escape.

Suddenly, a loud rash voice alerted them,

" Don't scare the ladies!," a small boy with messy chestnut hair stood at a distance from the thugs. He was around the same age as me, and way stronger for his petite body.

He did save me back then and blushed madly while handing me my bag. It was a chance meeting and I hadn't thought of meeting him again. But, it must be fate for he became a tenant of ours along with his friend, Saruhiko.

I began to enjoy Misaki and Saruhiko's company very much. Though he would always turn red from my presence, being a part of their small world felt good.

Even after Saruhiko left, I knew he was sad, but he never forgot to smile for me. Seeing that grin of his, I lost all courage to tell him the truth. I didn't want to cause him any more pain. Of all the days I have left, I just want to see him happy.

I wanted to be with him always, but a blind girl like me would only be a burden to him. The light of my eyes have turned dim. I shouldn't be bothering him, anymore. I may be selfish, but I want to see him again, just for one last time. I know he'll cry, knowing the truth.

Sometimes, I imagined that moment when I will stroke his tear-stained cheeks. His eyes will meet mine, and I'll try my hardest to remember them, because I'll know that after that day, I'll never see them again. Those hazel eyes!

As I was writing down all my mindless rumblings in my journal, I heard a whisper close to my ear, " Baka ".

My eyes widened as I recognized the rash voice, suppressing anger. I turned around to see his raging face.

" Are you an idiot? Who said you are a burden? Who said you need eyes to see? I always see you in my dreams, you know. My eyes are closed, still I can see you..", he yelled on.

He didn't, probably, know what he was saying. I could feel my cheeks warming up, seeing his red face.

Panting heavily, his yelling died down and he muttered audibly, " I like you ! okay? And I promise, I'll never leave your side."

I chuckled at him, seeing how red he was. Soon he joined in too. He is a complete idiot. Maybe, that is why I fell for him so hard!

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