"Well, I don't know if I believe that's true, but I know I'm who I am today, because I knew you. Like a comet pulled from orbit, as it passes a sun, like a stream that meets a boulder, halfway through the wood. Who can say if I've been changed for the better but, because I knew you, I have been changed for good…"

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I was awoken from my evening nap by the sounds of racing cars and beeping horns. I looked at my alarm clock. The glowing green numbers read 8 pm. I was a little shocked because I had no idea that I was asleep for that long. I went to take a nap at 4 pm.

I didn't want to get out of bed so I just lay there, thinking about the past. My mind wandered for a bit and then I found it on Yamato Ishida.

"Hmm…" I said to myself as I thought of fond memories.

It's been around..7 months now that Yamato has been my roommate. A lot has happened since then. Yamato's dad has gotten back on track and has made quite a profit. He was working overtime, practically 24/7. He offered for Yamato to come back but for some reason, he didn't want to. So I let him stay. Yamato got a job and is excelling in it quickly, not that he needed a job. My parents still are taking care of the rent. I don't think they fully realize that I could take care of myself. But whatever, I'm not complaining.

I think over the last 7 months, Yamato and I have gotten a lot closer to each other. We've become more tolerable for one. We've told each other some secrets I wouldn't have told other people. But I'm not going to give you the details on that. Anyway, I've changed a lot. Most of it mentally and emotionally. I would've never changed for the better if I hadn't really knew Yamato up close and personal. He's changed me for good.

I stopped my daydreaming and got out of bed, brushed my hair and teeth, and changed my clothes. I couldn't find my skull and fire t-shirt so I found something else to wear. I didn't hear Yamato so I went to check up on him in his room. I knocked softly on the door but didn't hear anything, so I let myself in. I looked around and the room looked as if nobody ever moved in at all. I was a little surprised.

I found a note on his dresser. It read:

Dearest Camilla,

I'm sorry for leaving suddenly like this but I feel like I just need some space to breathe. I'm going out to town and I'll be back later tonight.

Love,

Yamato

I re-read the note what seemed like a million times. Numerous questions filled my head, despite the fact that the note was only two sentences long.

'Where is he going? Will he be alright? What does he need space from? Is it me? What have I ever done? How late is he going to stay out? Will he get drunk? If he does, how will he get back? Will he get into an accident?' I thought to myself.

Those were only few of the several questions I had. They raced around and I suddenly found myself dizzy and about to fall. I caught the counter and took some Advil.

"Well, he's grown. He'll be fine." I tried to reassure myself.

Despite these efforts, I couldn't seem to get rid of the lingering feeling that something was going to go wrong. I started to sweat. I just put my hands over my face, took a deep breath, and sat down.

'I just need a little air. I'll go to the park.' I thought to myself.

I grabbed a light jacket and my keys and went to the park. I took a quick glance at the clock and noticed that it was 8:30 pm. Then I stepped out the door and was greeted by a warm breeze. I closed my eyes and took in the scent.

At the park, I just walked around. The scenery was beautiful. The moon was only partly out and fireflies were out as well. I took in the beauty of all of it. I totally lost track of time and realized that it was around 9:45. I also realized that I was very hungry and I hadn't eaten since 4.

I walked toward a bar, just to get some grub. I walked in and was met with the same rank smell I was met with 7 months ago…I tried to remember what it was from. Then it hit me like a bullet. I knew that Yamato was here and I also knew he was drinking like a maniac. I looked around to try to find blonde hair.

Then, I found Yamato. He was talking with his other friends but he was having much difficulty due to the fact that he was slurring his words too much.

I found myself filled with rage. I wanted to punch him and teach him a lesson. But I restrained. I wanted him to learn a lesson, but not with violence. I left without eating or saying anything. I was too worried to walk back home so I called a taxi to take me home. About 10 minutes into the drive, I started to drive myself insane so I asked the taxi driver to turn on the radio for me. He did as I asked. Unfortunately, it was the news. I didn't want to pester the driver again so I just listened to the radio to get my mind off of things.

I was listening when there was a car explosion announced. I listened more closely, leaning toward the radio.

There was a recent car explosion near Willy's Bar by the park. There seems to be a man. He is being pulled out of the car…oh my…he seems to be covered in blood…—there was a silence—From what I can tell, the man has blonde hair, seems to be pretty young, and he has a skull and fire shirt on…