Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!!!

  The school bell rang. Finally, a time to breath the temporary peace after working and studying till my head did Hurt. The students ahead of me, started to sense it too, I guess. Because soon, they started to move freely, talking, jocking and stuffs. I yawned, closing the note book and clipping the caps of the carbon pens.

  The lenses of my glasses were kinda blurred at then so I took them into my hands and started to wipe them gently by the soft cotton cloth. The sunlight from the skies, reflected on it, almost blurring my eyes. Yeah. It kinda did though.

  "Oi Toshiha!!" Kenta caught me from the shoulder. I sighed. "Go on. I'm all ears" I replied, wearing the glasses. "You gotta listen to me, Toshiha!! They are coming for you!!!" Kenta was panicked. It was coded tightly all inside his vocals. "Who?" I asked, opening the cap of my water bottle. Kenta exhaled a sharp breath. He frowned. "It doesn't matter. What matters is -" and before he could reach the finish of the sentence, the door of the class room opened and a group of teens got inside. Most of our class mates stopped what they were doing at then and focused at them. There were about five of them. And from them, stood one teenager, with messy hair and loosened uniform tie. Of course.

  He was Yuta Kaizen.

  He had a smirk of ego, reflecting the role of bullying inside the school. And yeah. He had a clean factor to hunt me : parentless, not wealthy, and what else?

  He slowly walked towards my table,like a gentleman style walking through the tables and chairs. Yeah. Cool. But it's not time to describe it further.

  Kenta was speech less. He was frozen, looking wide eyed at the upcomming hero of the story. In my story,

  The villain.

  He stopped right infront of us and snapped his fingers, signing Kenta to leave the spot. But like I said, Kenta was frozen.

  Yuta smirked. "Kenta, You can leave. And we can exchange the fees for leaking the sigmoid entrance to our precious target later. Right, Toshiha?" He said. Yeah. Had to admit. He's kinda sigma in that even tone and that expression.

  I didn't reply or even nod. Instead, I kept the silence and opened the notebook. Kenta was shaking. Probably he had felt like he's kinda -

  - Dead.

  Yeah. That's almost normal. Yuta nearly killed me. If it wasn't for Mizu no Jotei, I'm done.

  "I-I didn't - leak anything, Yuta. Sorry and please forgive -"

  SLAP!!!

  Yuta slapped Kenta's face without hesitation. Yes. He did. And the smirk was still carved on his lips. "I said to leave. Not to plead, Kenta." He said in an even tone, looking at Kenta, who was struggling to stand up after falling, toppling a chair and a desk away.

  Kenta quickly stood up, and ran away towards the hallway. Everyone was silent at then. I think everything too.

  Yuta saw the notebook I was revising. He smiled and whistled a fine tune, then-

  He slip grabbed the Book!!!

  "Hey!" I said, looking straight at Yuta's eyes. He kept on whistling and smirked.

  "Ooh. Your writings are - kinda nice buddy. But it has the fingerprints of the nickname, Teacher's pet all over" he said. I gritted my teeth. Teacher's pet!? I'm not someone's pet, You dumbass Fool!!!

  "Yeah. And yours probably got the fingerprints that hints the fucking nerd of the school. Right?" I replied against him.

  Yuta was relieved. He grinned evilly. "Yeah. Fucking nerd? Valid point, Pet. And I like to be a fucking nerd rather than a pretty teacher's pet. Huh?" He patted my head gently.

  Dang. What an embracement. If I could kill him, I had done it years ago.

  "That's what all the term test losers say"

  "It's what future sigmas represent"

  "Sigmas? You mean a pig is a freaking sigma?" I asked against him. Future sigmas represent? Ok. He's definitely fumb. Or he can really see the future. I dunno.

  I'm fine with the guess A.

  Yuta chuckled, tracing his fingers along the borders of the notebook's pages. And then,

  RRRRIIIPPPP!!!!

  He tore the notebook into half!!!

  I was speechless. My hands were trembing. My eyes were confused. I was - frozen.

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  Yuta smirked, looking at me. He threw the halves at my face and stood up.

  My nerves were burning.

  My chest was beating faster.

  And this time,

  Not in shock. But in ANGER!!!

  "Yaaargh!!" I slapped his face suddenly!

  Yuta backed off a step, clutching his cheek. His smirk was gone. His head bent down. And his expressions, were still, making me feel that a massive tsunami wave is coming at me.

  A soft chuckle escaped from his lips,

  So softly that can send chiils down your spinal cord for no reason,

  which was a surprise.

  Or kinda though.

  My soul loosened it's grip as his soft chuckle of ego still echoing inside his throat. What the hell is going on?

  He took a deep breath and exhaled it softly and looked at me straight to the eyes. They were still glowing in that messy pride he had inside him. The classroom was dead silent, which helped his chuckle to dominate the air around me.

  "What was that?" He asked, mockingly. I tightened my fists. My teeth gritted. Yet I replied evenly,

  "It was a small punishment for the insult you did".

  He smirked. Classic Yuta.

  "Punishment? Ah, I love punishmets"

  "That's what every pig -"

  Before I could finish the line, Yuta caught me from my throat and tightened his grip slowly.

  His face had that smirk still and those eyes looking straight at mine.

  My eyes dried, throat ached, as Yuta tightened his grip around my neck. Without even knowing, my arms were struggling to let Yuta's grip to be gone from my throat. Slowly, My lungs started to ache. My heart started to beat faster.

  "True. That's what every pig says. But this is what every tiger does."

  I closed my eyes, couldn't resisting on the pain inside myself. The world felt as if it slowly fades off. So I wide opened my eyes.

  I can't hold it anymore. My head started to feel too dizzy!!

  "Yuta!! Stop it!!" Sensei Moriyama screamed from the door, among the students who were silntly watching. Yuta sighed and let me go. I fell onto my knees, breathing heavily. Sensei Moriyama wasn't happy about Yuta's actions at then. He frowned at him and me.

  "Yuta. Office. Now!!" He screamed at him, leaving the classroom in a hurry.

  Yuta sighed and smiled at me. He muttered,

  "We'll payback after the schools. Yet that was fun though"

  Fun? He almost killed me!! And this is the second time he did that. Tryng to kill me. Once I almost did. And now the same in a lighter way.

  I adjusted my glasses and stood up. My head was still buzzing. Yet I didn't care. My eyes were pinned at the torn book.

  Great. Now I have to spend a few bucks for a new book.

  As I was putting them into my bag, after picking them up from the ground, most of the students were still staring at me, like I had survived the death.

  --------------------------------------------------

  The roads were less buzzing. And the wind was almost perfect for a lively evening. I was walking along the pavement road. From the left, skyscrappers and buildings washed in golden sunrays. From right, stands the gigantic Pacific ocean, streaching far away from the horizon. I sighed, sensing the euphoria once again. And I feared of it.

  I don't wanted to be drowned once again.

  But,

  "Toshiha Arukazo " she spoke gently inside my head so sudden. I didn't shock. I just stretched my lips and smiled to the thin air.

  Crazy me factors.

  "You're back" I muttered, stopping on the pavement. My eyes caught the gleaming ocean bed and the pink skies in a wide lens. It wasn't chaotic and over detailed. Yet it was beautiful. Subtle. Something that I don't know how to describe either.

  She giggled. Yeah. The soft way. "I'm not back, Toshiha Arukazo. I was inside your head all along."

  I nodded, resting my arms on the metal fence at the side of the pavement, facing the waters. "Guess you are spying at me then. I mean, All along?"

  "All along. And will be." She replied, which made me to arch an eye brow.

  "Will be? Hey wait. You're keeping on popping up till I die?" I asked in a playful tone, staring at the horizon line.

  "Yes"

  that reply was gentle yet strict and limited. Clear replies.

  I chuckled softly.

  "Why? I'm just a random kid. Poor. Parentless. And a top tier bully target. "

  "And those reasons are exactly are the reasons I chose to be stuck inside your head, Toshiha Arukazo. You are special. It's that you cannot see your own acting unless you see yourself by a mirror."

  Honestly, I kinda laughed for that. And inside my head, I heard Mizu scoffing quietly.

  "Since when did you start to talk philosophies?" I asked, taking the glasses into my hands for wiping the lenses.

  Mizu hummed. Like as if she was thinking. "Maybe around twenty thousands years ago? I don't know. We don't have any date schedules to count the days."

  "You mean the calenders" I corrected. Mizu sighed. "Actually can you kindly describe what it is?" She asked gently.

  I smiled. "You'll learn, philosopher "

  The silence dominated inside my head. I wiped the lenses from the cotton cloth gently and wore them again.

  A soft sigh escaped from my respiratory tract. The wind was gently cuddling my hair. And I sensed it. I'm hitting it again ;

  The Euphoria.

  I closed my eyes. Slowly. And softly. I inhaled a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, letting my eyelids open.

  And here I was, again inside the deep dark oceans.

  I smiled.

  "I'm back. Mizu no Jotei " I replied, as oxygen bubbles escaped from my mouth.

  That's all I could say,

  Next,

  I quickly opened my eyes!!!

  I was panting. My glasses were laying aside on the dusty pavements. I barely saw that one of the lenses were cracked. My backpack was too, laying on aside, unzipped, books scattered. And right ahead of me stood,

  Yuta Kanzai.

  His uniform was torn slightly. His lips were wet in crimson red liquids. His eyes were serious. And his egotic smirk was nowhere to be seen.

  I wiped my lips as I panted hard. My lungs were begging for fresh air. And I felt something warm and wet dripped onto my wrist.

  Blood.

  My legs ached that sooner, I fell onto my knees, breathing hard. The sensation was like millions of bullets fired at them all at once.

  The wind was soft. Yet my heart wasn't. It was hammering hard against the ribs of the chest, that I felt that it would break all the rib bones sooner.

  Yuta looked at me dead in the eyes. His expression was serious and calm. His messy hair and the losened tie was floating alongside with the Wuthering winds.

  "Finish me, Toshiha Arukazo. Kill me."

  He said evenly and coldly. What is he talking about?

  And more than that,

  How can I say that It wasn't me who did these all?

  I coughed. And blood spilled from my throat, splashing against the dusty pavements!!

  Yuta was serious. In his grip, was a wooden plank. Longer and stronger. But the surprising factor was ghat it already missed a lart from it's top. Where can it be?

  And here it was, laying next to me. Broken into chunks.

  Did I do that? Even I was confused at then.

  Yuta sighed, slowly limp walking towards me. One of his legs was broken that it was dragging against the dusts.

  I braced for the impact. Because at that moment, I wasn't energized enough to battle back. So I waited to face whatever comes.

  And then,

  Smack!!!!

  He crashed the plank against my forehead and the world went pitch blank.