A nostalgic feeling and scent, remembering all scenes that happen to me either from the past or my future. Fight for saving My Love’s One life, with a cost, lost my precious feeling. It happens when the world that I know changes.

Abruptly, my eyes open.

Morning light shine covering my face.

I’m alone...

... I see.

I’ve been dreaming.

Who is she?

I don’t know.

I let it go, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom. Wash my face, brush my teeth, feel the taste of blank water, and mint-like foam filling on my mouth.

Face in front of my mirror in my room, fixing my bed hair, pulling my arms through the sleeves of my school uniform.

Bring my bread, secure it using upper and lower teeth, having the sourness of the strawberry that fills my mouth.

I open my home door. “Have you waited?”

See Alp, who was standing in front of the house while playing with his fingers, smiling toward me. “No, let’s go!”

Together we go toward school and have a school life like always.

Alp is my best friend, and he is a hilarious person who always makes jokes in class and makes everyone like him. While I just sat in my seat, I took out my notebook waiting for the teacher to come in and begin the lesson.

Six hours have passed. The last bell rang, making the last teacher leave the classroom.

Alp approaches me. “Mort! Let’s move to an arcane game together!” His hand lay on my neck back. “I am also bringing my three other friends.” Pointing with his thumbs back where his three male friends were standing.

Actually, I was not very familiar with the three friends he invited because the three of them were in the next class. Since I have no activities at all in the house today, it’s not so bad to get along with other people.

“Sure!” I give him a light punch toward his stomach. “Let’s go now!”

Alp and the others wait in next to the gate first while I keep all the things on my desk. I keep a notebook, pencil, eraser, and other stuff in my bag and go out of the classroom running to the front gate of the school.

We laughed together, while waiting for the traffic lights to turn green. Suddenly a deep, echoing voice entered my head. “I have found you, MY LORD!”

The sound made my mind go black and my body moved on its own across the street like a puppet where the traffic lights were still red. Alp and the other his friends are still telling stories and did not look at me walking across the road.

While I am still walking in the street’s midst, I tried to control my body to avoid the heart of the street, but I could not move my body.

After a few seconds of walking on the road, “Mort?!” Alp noticed me being in the middle of the street, shouting to call me back. I can take a peek on my right side and see a bus with a sleepy driver indirectly stepping on the gas pedal that makes the bus move faster.

*CRASH!!!*

The bus hit me so hard, and the impact threw me far. I suffered the pain of the impact all over my body. My vision went blurry, seeing Alp with all his friends, ran toward me as fast as a bus that hit me, and the driver quickly got out of the bus with a face full of sweat seeing what he had done.

My head felt wet. Smelling like all iron around me. Red rose water flooding out of my body covered as much of the street area.

“MORT! MORT!!” Alp shouted in with full shaking bodies, looking at my current condition.

I can’t move my body! This is very painful! Am I going to die? I felt sleepy and landed to close my eyes.

Not long after I heard the siren of an ambulance, I fell into an infinite darkness.

Thinking reminds me, today my family is preparing a party for tomorrow. I’m sorry Mom, Dad, Emily, I don’t think I will join the party tomorrow. Feels so sad that I can’t see my family anymore.

No! I still can’t die! I do not want to die! My family at home is waiting for me!

Suddenly, the voice I heard before the accident spoke. “Why? Why don't you want to die?”

I shout in my mind. “It was your fault from the start! You control my body!” I shouted in my head, blaming all of that mysterious voice fault. “I want to live! I don’t want to die now!”

“I will not let you die, my lord. If I let my lord die, I fail to be your servant,” That mysterious voice spoke while calming me down, but something confused me. “What lord? Me, your lord? Just who are you?” I asked.

“Oh! I’m sorry, I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Manes, a high spirit of the dead, and you now become one of the few high spirits holders.” The mysterious voice introduces.

Before I could ask all my listed questions to him, my consciousness had faded.

“Looks like I will postpone my explanation, sleep well my lord.” After listening to the last word from Manes, I soon lost consciousness.

The bright light made me open my eyelids, which was full moon light shining outside the glass window entering through my eyelids. I'm starting to fully open my eyes and look around.

I was in bed; the needle pierced the skin in my hand, connected to a plastic bag of clear liquid that I didn’t know what kind.

It turned out that I was in the hospital. I saw the wall; the clock already points to the number twelve.

Seeing my mother leaning her head on the side bed with my father with his left hand around my mother’s neck, I woke myself in a sitting position. Both of my parents in a second got up and saw me.

While smiling, I gestured with a small, awkward wave to them. “H-Hi Mom, Hi Dad.”

His child was awake and hugging me with her warm hands. “Oh, Mort! My Boy!!”

She arrived in front of me with her arms around my waist, gripping with all her strength, afraid that I might go again if she let go.

“Oh... My Son! It’s good to see you alright!” My father was cupping my head in his big hard hands to get a better look at my face. He broke down while placing his large hand on the back of my head, bringing my forehead to touch his.

Our brief family reunion continued on. My mother sobbed uncontrollably, embracing me, and my oblivious father cried too but with control of his powerful expression and I just looked at each other with tears in our eyes, all of us glad that I was still alive.

Eventually, we had all settled down.

After that, the doctor explained what had happened to me. My friend Alp took me to the hospital and contacted my parents. A bus hit me, but there was no fracture or internal bleeding, only a scratch.

It’s just that my left eye was suffering from a collision, so it took several days to heal, but my right eye had a discolored pupil to become Gray color. This should never have happened in the medical world.

These changes made the doctor confused about the cause, but there was no problem with my sight. The doctor also said that I could go back home and be able to remove the bandages covering my left eye at night.

I see my mother and father smiling with a warm smile, and they together said. “Happy Birthday Mort!” I smiled at them; it looks like I made it on my sixteenth birthday.

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The sun had shone brightly above my head; they discharged me from the hospital. My father who was waiting in the red car was ready to take me and my mother home.

I, who looked out the car window, saw various buildings and people who missed because the speed of the car was running with my one eye.

My mother, who turned her head towards the back to where I was sitting. “Honey... Are you alright? What about your eyes?” Chimes in a look of concern on her face.

My father by looking at my face in the mirror. “Yeah... How do you feel, Mort?” asked me about my situation while driving the car.

I smirk. “I’m fine dad mom; I feel better! Look!” raising my right hand to form a ninety-degree angle, showing that I’m feeling much better.

“Today we should have your birthday party,” My mother said, while putting her palm on her flat. “But because of the recent incident, we don’t seem to celebrate today.” She looks disappointed that she can’t give my birthday party.

“Maybe next time, Mary...” dad said while putting his left hand to my mother's shoulder.

I'm showing my smile. “It’s okay mom, next time is good.”

My words and my smile make my parents smile back at me. Making the atmosphere inside the car felt much warmer and lighter.

A few minutes on the road, the car slows down and eventually stops. My mother and I got out of the car first, while my father parked the car backward.

We both enter the house together. My Mother goes straight to the kitchen to prepare lunch for us.

By surprise, a High voice stopped me from going any farther. “Brother!!!” My little sister ran and hugged me tightly, so I couldn’t escape.

She rubbed her face against my shirt, wiping away the tears on her face. “Have you recovered? You don’t gonna die, are you?”

I give a smile that reaches her eyes. “I’m fine now, Emily.” I can see that my sister is anxious; I put my hand on her head while dragging her while smiling, making her even more cry.

Lunch was ready. The smell of soup that I like mixed with other foods made the four of us gather at the dining table where the food was ready to eat.

I took the food from the table and put the delicious food into my mouth. Seeing the atmosphere of eating with my family, I smiled, feeling grateful to still live and seeing the atmosphere with my family.

While chewing my food, I suddenly thought about where that mysterious voice called Manes went after I had lost consciousness?

After night comes in the room, seeing my right eye which has the color of gray pupils in the mirror which before my both eyes are brown.

This is weird because I’ve never heard that people’s eye color changes just by getting hit by a bus.

I landed to open the bandages that cover my left eye.

It surprised me after I had landed open my left eye, where my left eye turned totally into an orange eye.

Suddenly a familiar voice that I was waiting for appeared speaking into my mind. “Those both eyes you have, are my left eye, and Vita eye in your right eye.” That familiar voice was Manes.

“What? Vita eye? And I have your left eye? What the hell happened to me?” I shouted at Manes in my mind, waiting for an explanation from him while I saw my sweaty face appeared.

“Your eye on the right is the Vita Eye, which makes you see spirits or other creatures that ordinary eyes cannot see, and your left eye now is the eye I give called dead eye which can see the rest of the living energy, that is in every living thing including spirit.” Manes bit by bit explained to me what I want to know.

But still I grow more and more. “Spirits and other creatures? And I can see living energy? What are you really saying?” I asked a question that I still don’t believe and understand to Manes, whose explanation confused me with what he explained.

“It’s normal if it will confuse you, but the spirit and other living things are real! Everyone has never seen it because they don’t possess a Vita eye. Now, because you have a Vita eye, you can see It now.” He answered.

Another question pops out in my mind. If I can see spirits and other living creatures, why am I not seeing strange things during my trip home? “You are a spirit, right? Why can’t I see you?” I asked Manes another question.

“Yes, you still cannot use your two eyes’ ability, because you just accepted those two eyes today, maybe tomorrow my lord can use your eye’s ability.”

“Now, I’m asking for permission to leave. I have something to do, goodbye my lord... and Happy Birthday!” Manes voice in my mind disappeared.

“Wait!!!” I shouted, but no response, that would mean he was gone. But I still have many questions for him about my eyes.

What should I do with my left eye now? I cannot leave the house or meet my parents with eyes like this. It looks like I keep my eyes closed with bandages going around my head to cover my eye so that no one can see the oddity of my left eye.

From what Manes explanation led me to conclude that my life would not be as usual again. But that doesn’t matter, as long as I’m still breathing rather than dying when I was hit by a bus.

But what should I explain to people later about my eyes? I cannot hide continuously.

It looks like I now have to live my life with my two different colored eyes.