Hello! I realize that I haven't been publishing a lot, with school, and all that coming up, I've been super busy, But I should update right? Please enjoy!


I feel like...I've met him before. He had helped me out when I was in trouble, and also been friendly. He was also a enemy, at the same time a friend.

There was no way he could be a relative. If he was, then I would've remembered him.

I walked outside and found the nurse.

"Um...Miss. Could you tell me his condition right now?" I asked.

The nurse smiled kindly at me. "Sure. He's a little weak now, but he's definitely getting better then before. However...they're going to move him to another hospital pretty soon, for better treatment. Actually, it's not in this city."

"Oh, I see. When will he move?" I asked.

"Three weeks from now. I suggest you spend a little time here before that. He needs all the support he can get at the moment."

I nodded and watched the nurse walk away.

The question continued to float inside my brain. Who was he? Who?

Feeling frustrated, I ran out of the hospital, and home. The minute I got home though, my phone started ringing loudly.

"Nanako! What are you doing, calling right now?" I asked.

"Subaru! I was going to ask you about the show tomorrow."

I paused for a moment, "What show Nanako?"

I heard Nanako gasp, which was pretty rare, "Subaru. The show. The show that our classmates are doing for the parents. The show featuring artworks. I was going to ask if you were done with yours."

Glancing over at my table, I noticed a half painted canvas.

"No. I forgot." I said weakly into the phone.

"It's fine, I'm sure the teachers won't mind. Would you be able to finish it now? Before school tomorrow?" I asked.

"No. Not a chance. I can try, but it won't be completely finished up," I told Nanko.

Nanko comforted me for another two minutes before hanging up.

I was going to go home early and work on it, but I forgot, with all the hospital problem and that boy.

Grabbing my paint brush, I began to paint again.

Since I literally had no time to spare, I started painting one of those weird paintings, where you can't really tell what the picture is.

Before I knew it, the whole canvas was filled. It was...a dark blue background, with light blue blobs floating around. I smiled happily and went back to work on making everything better...

The next morning, I woke up on my desk. My hand was covered in paint and water. I'm just relieved I got done before I fell asleep.

"Bye Mom! Bye dad!" I said before walking out the door and towards the school.

I saw Aoi walking off the bus and waved to her.

"Hi Aoi! Where's-"

Aoi cut me off, "She's sick today, at home."

I nodded and talked to Aoi for a little bit before walking towards the school again. All day. Even as the parents came. I couldn't focus at all. I just kept thinking about that boy.

"Subaru! SUBARU!"

I jerked my head up and saw Itsuki and Hikaru looking at me with concern.

"Subaru, are you alright? You've been gazing in and out for a long time now. Are you sick?" Itsuki asked.

Hikaru felt my forehead and shook her head.

"She's not sick! So...why have you been daydreaming like that? Is it a boy?" Hikaru asked.

I gasped and shook my head, but then nodded.

"Well, yes. But not in the way you're thinking about it. I saw this boy at the hospital, and he seems so familiar..."

Hikaru smiled, "Maybe he was a childhood friend," she suggested.

I shrugged, "Maybe."

I had to know. I'm going to visit him after the fair!