Subaru-Kun had been acting… Strange the last few days before the accident. Almost as if he had become detached from his emotions. I could tell, I've known him for quite some time. We had been going to school together since grade school, even in the same classes too.

By now, it was no big secret that I liked him. But that was because my sister told some of the loudmouths and it spread from there. Still, it didn't drive him away. Then again he wasn't very close to anyone to begin with.

My sister, Ram, had been taking lessons from our teacher Mr. Mathers for a couple months now. Everyone kept saying they were up to something, but I don't really think so. Mr. Mathers is a good teacher who teaches math. Most of the students love him, even if his subject isn't the most preferable. Although, his flamboyant attitude makes up for it. He's also Subaru-Kun's and my own homeroom teacher.

A few days before he began to act strange, Mr. Mathers introduced a new student. Transferred from France or Siberia. I can't exactly remember. Her hair was so blond it was nearly clear, and she had a pretty flower hairclip in her hair that accentuated her eyes. Most of the boys nearly shouted when they first saw her, I almost joined in actually.

I sat behind Subaru-Kun, near the window, so I couldn't exactly see his reaction. All he did was stare forward and say nothing. His mouth was hanging open. Why did he have to look so cute with everything he did?

Erm, sorry. I'll go on.

The girl took her seat next to me, where another girl had sat until she moved away. I let her borrow my textbook and a couple pieces of notebook paper. I looked forward to see Subaru-Kun staring diagonally backwards at us. I think I might have yelped just a little, because Mr. Mathers called my name.

"Ms. Inori? Do you have an answer?" He called, extending the end a bit.

"O-Oh, um…" I had looked down at the same time Subaru looked away, "No, Sir."

"It's fine, It's fine! But you answer the next one. And you? Ms. Satella? Why don't you answer this one?"

"Yes, Sir," The girl stood, citing off the excruciatingly long answer. Mr. Mathers began clapping, prompting the whole class to join.

"Amazing! Her first day and she shows no fear at all!" He extended "all" and continued, "Alrighty then Ms. Inori, your turn."

"Y-Yes sir," I stood, feeling all eyes on me, including Subaru-Kun. I felt like I was swimming in my clothes. Like I was shrinking. I hated being called on, I can't stand it. It's hard to be in public, but I have to. "U-Um…"

"It's okay, I can have Ferris-"

"No!" I nearly shouted, then realized what I did, "It's four hundred and eighty five point two eight seven," I said quietly, but before anything else could happen I left the room.

Embarrassing. Totally embarrassing. And in front of Subaru-Kun too! I'm such an idiot. Now he'll never want to know me.

I ended up in an empty classroom. All of the desks were saved on one wall, with enough space for me to hide in between the wall and the stacks. There's no eyes to watch me here. No Subaru to embarrass myself in front of.

I heard the door open.

Someone's coming in?!

"Um, excuse me?" A soft voice called out, "Inori-San? Did you come in here?"

It was Satella-San. Why did she come? She didn't even know me. I couldn't say anything. I shouldn't. I can't. I did.

"O-Over here."

I heard footsteps. And saw a swish of silver-blond hair before her face emerged from above. I swear she was an angel.

"Wanna come out?" She asked. Her voice was soft, caring. If I hadn't fallen so hard for Subaru, I almost might've fallen for her, "If you do, I'll let you call me Emelia."

Reluctantly, I pulled myself out of the hole, and took her hand. She was smiling, and I almost went blind. She put her hands on my shoulders.

"Em-ee-lee-yah," She pronounced slowly.

"Emelia," I repeated, knowing full well what she meant. She giggles, a beautiful sound, "Rem."

"Hmm?" She hummed, pretending not to hear me, "What was that?"

"Rem," I repeated, "My name is Rem. Call me that."

She nods, her hair swaying behind her as she held her hands behind her back and leaned forward. Her eyes seemed to shine in the light, she was truly beautiful.

We began to become friends, and over a couple days we became close. And even better, whenever we were together, Subaru would look at me! Although, not directly at me, more towards my shoulder.

I had introduced her to Ram, who seemed indifferent. But I know Ram was thankful to her for being my friend. Ram began to hang around with us as well, when she wasn't having lessons with Mr. Mathers. On the weekends we would go to a diner across the road from a gas station.

Ñbn ñjnñ hi didn't live far from here, and neither did Ram or I. Apparently, Emilia lived somewhere around here as well. It's amazing what a small world we live in, isn't it?

One day, the day of the accident, Ram Emilia and I were walking out of the diner. It was late at night, and we had decided to stop at Emilia's house before heading home. Just in case of molesters, you know. I didn't see him at first, and I don't think he saw us.

But Emilia saw him, "Hey, isn't that Natsuki-Kun from school?" She turned to me, her face showed a mix of embarrassment and amusement, "He's always staring at one of us two, whenever he sees us."

Ram looked a bit more annoyed than usual, especially after hearing that. She looked like she was about to call him out. He still hadn't noticed us, but was crossing the road. He had a plastic bag from the grocery store around his wrist and his hands in his pockets. He looked pretty creepy, and he was walking right towards us with his head hung.

He looked up, and stumbled backwards a little, as if he had hit a wall. He looked forward, directly at me. His eyes seemed clouded, almost like they were somewhere else.

I was about to say something, when the sound of a large truck barreling across the road. It wasn't honking, or even slowing down. The driver must have been asleep.

We all shouted at him to move, but he wouldn't. He just stood there in a daze, as if he wasn't there. Ram started to run out, but it was too late.

The truck slammed into him, sending him forward before completely running him over. He didn't even make a sound. Ram didn't move, one hand partially stretched out, the truck had barely missed her. Emilia has reacted soonest after that, calling for an ambulance. I simply stood, the world was spinning. I was crying and I fell to my knees, begging God to spare him.

He laid there, crumpled and broken, with Ram kneeling down next to him. I crawled out to them, unable to stand. He was bleeding badly, his eyes shut tight and his mouth open in a silent, breathless scream.

The ambulance soon came, and asked us questions. The police too. No he didn't jump in front of the car. Yes we knew him. No, none of us were family. No, none of us were very close to him, none of us were.

As they drove off, trying to keep Subaru-Kun alive, the police escorted us home and told or families. I told them where he lives, and surely Mr. and Mrs. Natsuki were told soon after Ram and myself were dropped off at home.

Please be safe Subaru.