~~Wednesday, I had to study. Yesterday, I couldn't log in. So the update is today...

Also, thank you very much for Emanon-san for reviewing the last chapter! Sankyuu!

I just realized lately that in the previous chapter mentions 'plotted dream'... I seriously went, "...plotted?" when I took a look of it. I updated without proofreading the chapter -_- It's not a matter, I think.

Whoever reading this, enjoy. I'll be glad if any of you spare your time to review this... Ahaha, I actually never like to ask review, it sounds awkward~

(Note: Chapters are getting shorter...?)

Chapter 4

"I think we should change the scene of our workspace and do the project somewhere else. Why don't we do the rest of project in your house, Miku-chan? It's going to be finished soon anyway…" I say as I paste the paper I'm holding to the board—the project we're working on.

The sound of paper being cut by the scissors comes to an abrupt halt.

I turn my gaze from the glue stick I'm holding in my right hand to Miku who seems to be frozen. She doesn't seem to like my idea of going to her house.

"What's wrong?" I ask, pretending to be innocent and clueless. "I'm curious how would your house look like, Miku-chan."

"Actually it's okay for me." She says calmly, so that the panic I feel in her won't be revealed. "So when are we going to go? Tomorrow?"

"That would be nice." I say with a smile. "So, tomorrow at your house?"

"Yes." She smiles back at me.

We continue the work as if we never talked about that before. It's good so far, I even get the chance to go to her house.

Don't you think you're making problem for yourself, making everything more complicated, Miku?

I still don't understand why she refuses to smile and be happy like the others.

I haven't gone to a normal dream since that time I met him. I always dream of meeting him, or not dreaming at all. Truthfully, I feel glad to have someone else to talk to, even in my dream.

And I gain more trust in him. I know that because I start to talk about my life to him.

"You're too kind." He comments after I told him about Miku, not mentioning her name, though. "You even try to know her past to know what had caused all of that so she can smile once again."

"Don't say such things like that." I say. "If I can be happy, why don't the others? And if I can stand by someone's side, why not?" I let out a sigh. "She's... She looks lonely, even though she acts like she doesn't need any friend. Actually she's just... Uh. So while I can, I will be on her side, as her friend."

"Ah." He smiles. "It must be nice to have a friend like you, that one who really wants to make you happy."

"...don't you have any?" I ask bluntly, not caring about his upcoming reaction hearing my question.

"What do you think about that? Do I look like having any?" He asks back.

"Not at all, in fact." I say with a playful smile on my face.

Actually this person is pretty friendly if you know him better…

"I'm just kidding, of course." I say. "Since you said I'm the first person you meet in this place, I'm offering to make a social link."

"Social link?"

"Why don't we be friends while I'm here?" I say. "It must be lonely to be here all by yourself, unable to talk to anyone else. And practically you can't do anything here... Then what did you do before we met each other?" My statement turns into a question at the end.

"Me? I don't do anything." He says.

"Seriously?" I ask. Why he can say ridiculous, unbelievable things calmly? "How about trying to get out?"

He holds the chain on his right arm with his left hand, then he jerked it. "Have tried it several times but it's still no use. I can't even see where I got chained to."

"Ah." I mutter as I once again looking at the endless chain. It's seriously endless—the chains disappear from my sight before it even ends.

"Hey." He calls. I turn my head to him and I can see him smiling at me. "What is your name?"

Is that a sign that he wants to be friends with me? Knowing each other better by asking my name? Of course I'm really glad that he asked that, so I can know his name as well. "My name is Rin. Last name really doesn't matter, eh?"

"It really doesn't matter. And nice name, anyway." He says. "And how should I call you?"

"'Rin' is fine. And oh, no 'san' or 'chan' or 'sama'. Just Rin and don't you dare to add anything else." I say, joking around with a serious threatening voice.

He stands up from his seat, "Then I will call you Rin just like what you want." He walks closer to me. "Last name doesn't matter, right? So you can call me—"

My dream always ends whenever it still want it to continue. I let out a long yawn, stretching my body lazily on my bed. Then I roll my body to face the curtain-covered window. It looks like the weather is not going to be nice judging from my darker-than-usual room.

"At least I managed to know your name… Len."

~~Social link, seriously? I don't even play Persona... For now.