Before you guys read this I have to warn you that Akashi will be ooc in this chapter. It's just that I like to think of him as cute and soft when he was still in primary school, I want him to have that innocent side so yea hope you guys will enjoy it

Akashi Seijuurou was one to seldom make mistakes and even if he did, no one was ever fast enough to realise it because he would surely, in no time, corrects his act. So when he was caught red handed by his classmate, needless to say, his pride was shattered into pieces.

"Ummm Akashi-kun, you are supposed to add oil into the pan otherwise the eggs will get stuck on it."

It was home economics period and they were taught how to make tamagoyaki. Akashi himself thought of this subject as useless for when he grows up, he will have his chef cooks his meals. So the redhead didn't even bothered to step inside a kitchen or trying to learn how to cook. Therefore, his knowledge in cooking is zero. A big fat zero. Now let's get back to the school's kitchen where Akashi's pride was, like I mentioned above, shattered into pieces.

"Tsk, this is so embarrassing. How could you not know that to fry eggs you need to add oil into the pan?"

"If you knew why didn't you tell me?! I bet you didn't know that either. You are same as me when it comes to cooking."

"...Whatever, just fry the eggs, get it done and over with. I can't believe you embarrassed yourself, no, us in front of your classmate."

"For your information, I AM trying my best to fry the eggs and it's not like she knows you exist so it's only myself."

A voice interrupted Akashi from hearing his other self. It came from the right side, from the girl who witnessed his mistake.

"Akashi-kun, do you need help? Your eggs are burning..."

They were indeed. Sighing to himself, the redhead was starting to regret not knowing a thing about cooking.

"Here, let me help you." Without waiting for a reply, the same girl removed the pan from the stove into a sink. As smoke was rising up due to water pouring down onto the pan, the girl quickly cracked eggs into a big bowl.

"Here, beat these eggs until they turn really yellow!" shoved the bowl into Akashi's hands, she proceeded to put a new pan on the stove.

Still stunned by the said girl's action, Akashi stood there with an apron on, holding a big bowl full of eggs and looked at her with disbelief in his eyes. Did this girl just order me to beat eggs?

"Akashi-kun, if you don't hurry up beat the eggs, we won't be able to finish making tamagoyaki by the end of lesson."

Reluctantly, the redhead started beating the eggs.

"Why do you help me?"

"Why? I suppose because you seem to struggle with yourself trying to just crack eggs into a bowl?" smiled the girl, "I just can't stand there doing nothing when my classmate is having trouble."

"Thank you very much for your kindness." The boy spoke as he passed the bowl back to her.

"Your speech is very polite even to people of your age, do you know that?" Pouring the mixture of eggs into the pan, the girl made sure a thin layer covered it.

"Is it a bad thing?" questioned Akashi.

"I guess not, it makes you different from others. It makes you seem...difficult to approach." The girl then poured another thin layer after she had rolled the previous one into a nice rectangular shape. "Besides you always talking to yourself, do you have an imaginary friend or something?"

"You can say that." Akashi was feeling uncomfortable. First, this girl witnessed him making a mistake, now she noticed him talking to himself, she must had overheard when he was talking to another Akashi.

"Also that one time, during maths period, one of your eyes turned yellow and you were I don't know, a different person."

Upon hearing that, Akashi froze. She knew! She knew about me! The familiar voice rang inside his head like siren. Handing the finished tamagoyaki to her classmate, the girl moved to the sink and started washing the pans, Akashi's and hers.

"Aren't you scared of me then? A boy who is always talking to himself and sometimes doesn't seem to be himself. Isn't that weird? Isn't that frightening? So why do you still help me? Why do you still talk to me like normal?" Still rooted on his spot, the redhead looked at the plate of tamagoyaki in his hands; for the first time in his life, he was afraid to look into a person's eyes.

"You ask an awful lots of questions you know?" the girl paused and waited for Akashi to look up. As soon as he did, she continued, "I talk to you because I want to know more about you. I want to be your friend, Akashi-kun."

The words sat on Akashi's shoulders for awhile, then they decided to make their way into his ears.

"Friend? You want to be my friend?"

A nod.

"Aren't you scared of me? After knowing that I-"

"Akashi-kun you are smart but you can be quite stupid when it comes to this type of things ne?" smiled the girl, "I'm not scared of you. A person who helps me with my homework can't be all that bad, that's my logic!"

For the redhead, that day was a day full of surprises. First, a girl witnessed his mistake. Second, that girl ordered him to beat eggs. Third, the same girl wanted to be his friend. Fourth, she called him stupid and her logic was ridiculous. Fifth was what surprised him the most; he actually wanted to be her friend too. Maybe all along Akashi was separating himself from others because he didn't want to frighten them by who he really was. Maybe all along Akashi longed for a friend, longed for someone to accept him for who he was. Maybe all along Akashi was feeling lonely.

That same afternoon, a boy and a girl sat together in class during lunch break eating tamagoyaki together.

Lately, Akashi has been ignoring me in school. He doesn't reply to me like he used to, instead now he talks to some girl named Hiroki. He calls her a friend but for me she is a nuisance. She is the reason why Akashi stops talking to me in school. When I told him a few days ago that I didn't like this Hiroki and he should stop being friend with her, he got angry at me. He scolded me. He was so protective over her, saying she was a nice girl and I should try liking her. Akashi also spends more time with his new friend after school. He doesn't reply me during those times as well. He ignores my existence whenever he is with her. It feels like he abandons me for that girl. And I don't like this one bit.

"Akashi-kun, do you know the answer to this question?" Hiroki pointed to a particular question in her textbook. Akashi and her were studying together after school.

This question is so easy and she can't even figure out. This girl is such an idiot Akashi.

"It's 24, Hiroki-chan." Ignoring the voice inside his head, the redhead answered his friend's question.

Hmmm still not talking to me?

"Can you explain how to do it?"

Are you going to waste your time explaining this simple question to an airhead? You can spend that time do better things than this.

Akashi continued to write down equations in Hiroki's notebook.

What nerve you have to ignore me Akashi Seijuurou. I'll make you regret this.

Then blackness came.

When he opened his eyes, he could hear Hiroki's cries. He could see Hiroki lying on the floor grabbing her bleeding hand. He could see a blood stained scissor in his hand. It happened again. Akashi stood there with guilt in his fingers and apologises at his lips. The words were born on his breath and they died at his lips. At that moment, Akashi Seijuurou remembered the reason why he separated himself from others. It was not because he didn't want to frighten others by who he really was. It was because he didn't trust himself, he didn't know what he would do to them, he didn't want to hurt them. For there was a devil inside him.

"It is not nice of you to call me a devil. I am you after all."

Ahhhh the first part of this chapter is a bit messy bc I typed them in my phone at 1am, sleep was lurking around and tried to pull me to its side T.T honestly speaking I felt that this chapter is not really my best but I hope you lovely readers enjoy it nevertheless ^^ As usual thank you for reading and please review :D