*"It's do or die!"

What the—?

"What are you doing? Hahahaha!"

Who's that?

"Awwww~ I'm hurt~"

Who are you? Do I—....... Do I know you?

"Hmmm...guess~"

I'm guessing....yes? But how come I don't remember you?

"..."

Well? Who are you? I'm getting impatient here. Hurry—

A sigh. "You never change."

Just tell me who you are already!

"Impatient as always. Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"

Fine! Just get lost! Like I care!

"I'm genuinely hurt you know?"

And do I sound like I care?

A giggle. "You won't be saying that when you remember who I am."

Hah?!

"That is....if you'll even remember me."

What nonsense are you spouting from your mouth?

"How about I tell you what's going on?"

Finally! What I've been waiting for!

"I'll just ignore your attitude like what I've been doing. So I'll start by saying the most obvious. You're in your dream."

Yeah yeah.

3

2

1

What?

A sigh. "Oh boy."

Wh-what do you mean I'm in my dream? We're in reality, right?

"Always acting first without thinking. Always getting angry for every little thing. Always dense. Actually, I could go on and say the long list of your flaws but I don't have much time so just freaking accept this whole scenario. Okay?"

...

"Good. And next, you won't remember most of our conversation and it will depend on you whether you will remember the rest or not."

Wait wait wait. Then what's the point of telling me all this?

"I was getting to that. You are given a chance for a do over in the future."

What?

"You're given a second chance in life to change something you will most likely do."

Still confusing but continue. By the way, which part?

"I cannot say."

Why am I not surprised?

"I'll give you a clue though."

What clue?

"Remember."

Remember?

"Yes. That should be easy to remember."

Just. That word.

"Mhm. And one more thing."

What is it now?

"Actually, two. No, maybe three? Or maybe—"

Just say everything you want to say already!

"Always impatient."

Not that!

"But I wanted to say it."

...

"..."

Fine fine fine fine fine. Just. Say. Everything. Now.

A smile. "And so...for the last thing or things. When you remember me, you may be confused. Because I am not who you know me to be. Because I am not who you will know me to be. Because I am not who I say I am. Because I am not one but three and not three but one."

I don't do poetry.

"Who says you do?"

Why you little—!

"You'll understand when the time comes. Probably. Just don't mess it up. But knowing you, you would."

I'm already tired arguing with you.

"We were arguing? Oh wow. I didn't realize."

Hah?! Now you've done it you bas—

"My parents were married."

That's it. I'm done. Begone you anonymous creature!

"Hahaha! Don't worry. I will. But I'm warning you. Remember. Remember or you will lose the one person you held the most dear."

Wait, what do you—

"It's still in the the far future. But not far enough for you to relax even a second. Remember and you'll get the ending you deserve."

Now hold on just a—

"Goodbye."*

And then everything went black.

*May 6, 2***

Dear Diary,

I don't usually write. But here I am. Just to let you know, I'm not the one who got this idea of me having a diary.

It was that bastard.

Yeah. That bastard who I used to love. That cheeky bastard who might act like a seme but actually a very submissive uke.

You know, he would always say something before he leaves. Or leaves a sign that he left. It's always like that. Always. Whether we were in a good mood or fighting. Afterwards, he would come back. Always.

But yesterday, he left me. And he didn't came back. No. He's not coming back. Ever. Because—*

Huh?

My vision is getting blurry. W-wait a second! I rub my eyes but the tears keep falling down. The *** is wrong with me! I threw my diary across my bedroom wall. Thud.* I glared at it for fifteen seconds then realising that it obviously isn't helping, I sighed in frustration and decided to open the window to let the sunshine in.

And ****. I'm wet.

I looked up at the grey clouds and wondered how amazing my life is right now. Wow. Really. Seriously. I slammed the windows shut as a part of my memories started to come to me. No. Please not that part. Please—

*"It's raining cats and dogs today, huh?" I looked up at the grey clouds and realised that I didn't bring an umbrella to the library. Well shit. Today is certainly my lucky da—

"Hey!"

I turned around just in time to meet face to face with a guy. His hair is as black as the night, eyes as red as blood, skin so fair with pink lip—wait! Am I seriously admiring a guy right now?!

"Hmm? You're blushing." he observed. Then his eyes sparkled. "Aha! I bet you were thinking about something you shouldn't have~?"

He said it in a teasing tone that I couldn't bear but to punch his face. Ah. I realised my mistake. I was about to apologise when he looked at me with a beaming smile.

"That hurts~! Hahahahahaha!" he was rubbing his cheek.

"If it hurts then why are you laughing?!" I yelled at him. Wait wait wait wait. Why did I said that? Shouldn't I be apologising.

He gigled. "Don't bother."

Eh?

"So anyway, I noticed you don't have an umbrella. And I was wondering—"

If you could share your umbrella with me?

"—if you could run home together with me?"

"Yeah sure—" Wait what! That's not how it's suppose to go though?!

"You agree?" he was beaming and his surrounding area was filled with sparkles. Am I hallucinating? "Thanks dude! Let's go!"

He grabbed my hand and ran. "Hey wait—!" Don't I have a say in this?! I didn't agree! And why was I expecting a cliche scenario?!

"We're almost to my house!" he giggled. "Come on slowpoke!"

"Yeah yeah. We're almost to your hou—where do you think you are taking me?!" This is kidnapping I swear! "Kidnap—"

He laughed. "But dude, no one's stopping you from stopping. You could just ignore me or beat me to a pulp. So why are you running with me? Hmmm~?"

I know damnit!*

"I know damnit!"

Heavy breathing was to be heard in the room. I can't beleive I remembered that past. The first time we met. Why? Tears were starting to form again so I tried to look away from the windows and the rain but my eyes landed on a pot with an herb on it.

My eyes went wide.

Oh no.

Not another flashba—

*I sighed.

I'm currently in my room. Together with....

"Ahhh this room is too dull."

"Just shut your freaking mouth."

"But this bed is bouncy though. Hehe. Boing!"

Aaaand now he's bouncing on my bed. I sighed. I observed him. His hair is bouncing with him. I chuckled. It's hilarious. And cute. Wait what?! Did I just—

Wait, hold on a second. What is he gonna do with my window? He opened it. What is he—hey!

"You're gonna fall!" I quickly grabbed his arm and turned him around and everything is reflex.

I want to sigh in relief but our position......isn't this a little close?!

His eyes went wide. But then he smirked. "My my~ Oh my~" He leaned closer. "What could this mean~? Hmm~?"

Dang it. Now I realised our height difference. He is way taller than me. This stupid fu—hold on. Is this his waist? Hmm....not bad. Hehe. I just thought of something.

"You won't look down on me ever again." I quickly grab his arm and throw him on the bed. Then I topped him before he could react. One hand on each side of his head and one knee between his thighs. He really was caught off guard. "Ha! How about this! From now on, I'll get taller and you won't look down on me. Ever!"

"You meanie~"

Eh?

He lowered his eyelids a little and gave me a flirtatious smile. "What's next?"

W-w-w-wait! I didn't mean for this to go—

"Hmm~?"

I quickly scrambled out of bed and went to the farthest corner of the room away from the bed. "Y-y-y-y-you. What did you do to me!" My heart is beating faster! What is going on?!

He sat up and laughed. "Oh my this is too funny!" He kept on laughing. Usually, I'd get mad right away. But, when he laughs like that, what is this? I gripped my shirt on top of where my heart is. What is this burning and weird feeling I feel? Somehow, I want to protect his smile......

"Whaaaat? Have you finally gone speechless to the point of your mouth being glued to your bones? Pfffft hahahahaha!"

Okay. I take it back.

"Come here you—"

After that, it was a pointless chase. It only stopped after nightfall. And I was dead tired.

"I need to lie down." So I did.

He yawned. "Well, it was nice playing with you but I have to go now. And would you look at the time~"

I was too tired to reply to say anything. So I only mumbled words even I couldn't understand.

He chuckled. "Also, since this room is so dull. Why not a pot of green?"

My head jerked up. "A what now?"

There on an empty part of my bookshelf lies a pot with a plant in it. It's green.

"What's that?"

"An herb. I'll tell you about it next time I come here someday." he proceeds to the window.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" I sat up.

"Don't worry. I'm just heading to work."

"And leaving through the window? There's a door you know."

He sighs as he opens the closed window that I closed earlier for safety precautions. "Oh boy. Your brain lacks common sense to the point that your asking questions even a child can answer? Oh poor you."

"What the **** are you trying to say here? Do you think I would know anything if you won't tell me?!" I was holding myself back. I'm trying here.

"Fine. For your sake I'll explain." he looks around outside. "I'm leaving through the window because it's easier for my job—"

I opened my mouth.

"—which I cannot tell you for many reasons—"

I closed my mouth.

"—so don't bother if you value your life. And besides, it's more mysterious this way."

"The fu—"

He fell.

"Hey!" I ran to the window to find him completely fine on the ground. He's waving at me with his idiotic smile. Then he disappeared into the darkness.

I closed the window. Tsk! So I didn't need to save him back then huh? That prick!

But....I don't regret it somehow.....

"Wha—! Why am I thinking—! Well at least he's not coming back."

"..."

Why do I feel empty?

Then my eyes landed on the plant.

"Next time...."

I chuckled. "Damn that guy can flirt." I'm kinda hoping actually*.

"Next time....."

Tears start to fall again.

"But there won't be a next time, will there?" My voice is breaking. Urgh. I feel terrible. I should close the window and take a bath. I might catch a cold. Speaking of colds. I chuckled. He's cute when he's begging to be taken care of. I mean, he's usually independent.

Yup. There was that one time......