Yumi couldn't really tell what it was she was feeling. All throughout the day she just felt sort of numb. She walked through her days in a fog, not really knowing who or what is around her. Nothing was the same without Odd's laughter, his smiles, his presence. Her whole world got turned up onto it's head and the Japanese girl had no idea what to make of it.
She imagined herself losing Hiroki sometimes, and with a sickening feeling, she found she didn't feel any different than she felt over Odd. Odd was like her little brother, the one that came to her for stupid advice and made funny jokes when she was feeling a bit down. He drove her crazy in all the ways that a little brother would, and as Odd took more to learning Japanese, sometimes he took to calling her Nee-chan. Yumi took quick notice he never did it when others were around, and her heart clenched as she realized that had been something Odd and Yumi had shared together.
She was sad, she was angry, and most of all she just wanted to go to sleep and wake up with him here again.
She distanced herself from the group because she had no idea how to handle how all of them were feeling. Jeremy was completely aloof, and if it wasn't for her own bit of self control she would've put him in a grave already. Ulrich was broken beyond repair, and Aelita was hardly out of her room save for classes.
"Why?" Yumi shouted, throwing her pillow as hard as she could across the room. Tears fell freely down her face, the older girl sick with grief. What could she have done? Why didn't she see any signs?
Why was she such a bad friend?