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Kindergarten

It's the first day of my school after I dropped out, because of my family not being able to afford the tuition fee. It feels too overwhelming. I looked left and right, seeing students waving, greeting, and joyfully smiling at each other. I'm quite envious.

A girl wearing a white cardigan over her uniform came up to me, "Are you Miles Federico?" She asked. She looked small, up to my torso when she's near me. Can a human be this small?

I nodded at her, making her blast into a big bright smile, "Well, I'm Natalie Chua your caretaker of the day or should I say the whole school year!" She said, pointing a finger at my face.

I gestured a thumbs up and so did she. Natalie, probably 4'10 or 4'11, she looks Japanese, Cute smile. Maybe I'll try to be friends with her, nah I'll just stop daydreaming.

…

"We'll be meeting after class. Is that okay? We can't do the tour right now since it's near 8." Natalie said, looking at her watch then at me. I nodded at her. She handed me a small card that had the words "School schedule" in capital letters.

"Ok, I'll be going now. My teacher might put me in detention if I miss another class!" She added, waving at me as she ran.

I began my walk to the classroom. The hallways were filled with mainly women who wore casual clothes instead of uniforms. The Boys were wearing uniforms, but were all not buttoned up like mine. They all stared at me like it was the start of a big party for them. The hallway suddenly felt suffocating, filled with the stares and whispers.

One more meter. I looked straight to my classroom door, not looking anywhere else. If I did look around me more, I might have caused trouble. While I was in my own world, I realized I am already holding the door knob. I twisted it revealing a normal yet unusual classroom.

One had a green mohawk. There was a couple making out. A girl sleeping. A girl eating. There are a lot of characters in the room that, Only I can sense. Suddenly, a person behind me rested their arm on my shoulder. It was the teacher, He was old and wrinkly. He kept touching my behind but I ignored it, and the class burst into laughter that made them tear up and run away.

"This is your new classmate, Miles Federico. I hope all of you treat him well." He showed me my seat and I followed. I felt stares from the seats beside me and in front of me. They are laughing at me.

…

Class was incredibly tiring. I sat on an empty seat in the cafeteria. No one would want to sit beside me. Most of them are on their phones, while I can't even take out mine. They might see. I quietly ate my food, so that I could leave the cafeteria faster.

"Hey, Why are you eating alone?" A girl said, It was Natalie. She had her tray in her hands. Pudding, she likes it so much she took 3 cups. I ignored her question and continued to finish my food.

"Loner character then." She whispered, but I heard. I looked at her food, it was the expensive ones on the menu. rich girl.

"What? I have friends. They just have club activities today." She spoke loudly this time, using her spoon to point at me. I raised a brow at her, doubting.

"Aish! Just eat will you? We have a tour to do!" I nodded at her. The school ends classes every recess. I don't think any school would have this kind of short hours, but it's pretty much okay. After eating we went outside for a bit. "Okay, we'll start at the gym and end at the library. Is that okay? It's gonna be a long walk because this school is humongous!" She made an arch shape with her arms. I gestured a thumbs up.

…

After an hour of her long trip around the school we stopped at the library. I roamed around the Romance Genre books looking for something to read. A book with a peculiar cover caught my eye. I took it out of the shelf, revealing an oil painted eye. It looked hand painted on the book. I looked around me to see if anybody was looking, but there was none.

"Addiction." The book had it written all over the back, sending chills down to my spine. As I observed more of the book's cover I decided to open the book.

"Hey!" I jumped from shock and dropped the book causing a loud 'thud' echo. It was Natalie, she's holding a ton of books that seem to be math books. Is she…

Before I could say the word in my mind she spoke, "Hey, I'm not a genius at math! Not all Asians are good at math, stereotypes annoy me." Her loud voice shifted to a soft and quiet one as she finished. I nodded at her again, getting the book that fell from my hands. She took a peek at the book I am reading. I pulled it closer to my chest revealing the back with Addiction written all over.

"Addiction." She read the back of the book. My body moved on it's own. In a blink of an eye, I was cupping her face with my large palms. Her cheeks were soft like dumplings that were getting warmer. She was beet red looking at me with her chestnut tinted eyes. She's beautiful.

Her face became even warmer in my palms, "Y-You… We just met you idiot!" She shouted, dropping the books then falling to her knees. She hid her red face behind her knees, which I thought looked like a Tanuki{The Japanese raccoon dog, also known as the tanuki, is a species of canid endemic to Japan}.

"You two no flirting and leave this Library!" The old librarian shouted from her desk. Natalie snapped back and apologized to the Librarian.

…

It's quiet. Natalie seemed to have been uncomfortable because of what I did. She keeps touching her cheeks, maybe her teeth hurts? Should I ask?

I grabbed her hand pulling her inside an empty classroom, I pointed at her cheeks that were once again tinted with pink. What's wrong? She keeps turning red! Fever maybe?! I touched her forehead, then pulled away. Woah, fever it is then.

"Why, do you keep touching me…" She spoke, looking away from my face. The sunshine landing perfectly on her pink cheeks, she looks like a goddess. I then shook my head and looked away as I felt my cheeks warming up.

"Sorry." I replied, looking at my feet. Ah, so shameful of you Miles. As I get lost in my mind I notice Natalie who seemed to be in shock. I raised a brow then tilted my head. What's wrong with this girl again?

"You can talk?" She asked, her eyebrows almost merging together. She kept gasping. What the fuck? Isn't she overreacting? Obviously I can talk!I nodded at her.

"Speak if you can, I literally thought you were deaf!" She shouted, making me jump. I felt a tickle in my stomach making me burst into laughter. Natalie, who was upset and annoyed, left the room.

I wiped away the tears that formed in my eyes. Things were so fast I couldn't hold everything in. I exhaled looking out the window. The trees were dancing in the wind and the birds sang. It reminded me of my days back in Kindergarten. My mother would pack me an apple, peanut butter and jam which are my favorite foods.Dad would bring me to school and humiliate me sometimes. After this maybe I should visit my mom and Dad.

…

My body moved again. I'm now standing in front of their graves. I didn't bring anything special. Something warm and watery fell on my cheeks. I don't feel anything but I'm crying? Humans are unpredictable. Ah, the clouds too. I chuckled as the water in the sky mixed with mine. Missing someone is painful. I turned around the grave to go home. But I found myself in a box. Natalie was in front of me. She was wet from the rain also. Her face had no emotion. "I also have a mom and a dad, but they don't care about me." She spoke, her voice was monotone. "They just pay, pay, pay for things that I need or buy. They never spent time with me, so I wished they were just in a grave." Natalie continued. I guess the rich girl also has rough things in her life. Maybe friends could really work.

"Stalker." I said, Walking past her. I felt her turn around to point at me once again. "The conversation was supposed to be serious! Why are you suddenly calling me a stalker?!" She shouted, angrily and annoyed. I shrugged in response. She pulled out a book in her bag and it was the book I held back in the library. "Addiction, this book that you were trying to read. I borrowed it from the library because I felt bad that I interrupted you." She handed me the book which was now soaking wet. "aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

"W-What's wrong?!"

"WHO BRINGS OUT BOOKS IN THE RAIN?!"

"Oh God, I didn't notice! Oh no,no,no,no!"

"ARE YOU BULLSHITING ME?"

"What?! I am not!"

"SHUT UP OKAY?"

"Ha?! I'm trying to apologize here!"

My Body moved on it's own, leading me to a nearby shop. I panicky looked around to see if there was anything to use for drying the book. "Is there anything I could do for you, Miles?" The shopkeeper asked, out of panic I nodded and gave him the book. "Ahh, again? Okay stay there I'll give you a dryer. Remember though, you'll need to write it again. It's gonna be no longer readable after drying." The shopkeeper left. I saw a bunch of towels on a shelf and grabbed one, No, I actually grabbed two. Natalie kicked open the shop's door, Panting and also wet. I threw her a towel to dry herself.

"You… A book… I thought you were a lazy ass guy! Why did you run so quickly?! And in the middle of my moment? How nice! Yeah, sure, go on!" She panted a bit then sat calmly. "How'd you find this place so quickly? It's like you knew this place ever since it was built." Natalie asked, roaming around the store. "My body moves on its own." I replied, also confused and puzzled. Natalie turned around to face me, "You're not a reincarnated corpse are you?" She said.Those words sent chills down to my spine. It felt like it, like what she just said. "Hey, I'm just joking! Don't think too deep your head is gonna get loose." Natalie added, grabbing another towel.

...

"Okay, I got both of you change of clothes, food, refreshments, and I got the Book dried too." The shopkeeper came out of his room. Natalie bowed to the Shopkeeper and I followed. I grabbed the book from the counter, Also getting some of the food and drinks. "The books really got wet…" Natalie said, her tone guilty. "Well, you took it out in the rain so obviously it will get wet." The shopkeeper replied to Natalie. I think that just made her even more guiltier. For some reason this shopkeeper had quite the familiar face, like I met him before. "It's almost 4, both of you need to go home or monsters will eat you in the road!" The shopkeeper shouted, making a monster-like face. "Tsk. It's not scary, old man! Anyway thank you for letting us dry here." Natalie's voice was higher and then lower, as if she was ashamed saying the word thank you. Before we said our farewell the shopkeeper interrupted us. "There's a nearby bus stop here, it boards passengers until midnight. If ever the other buses are gone just remember there's only one bus that boards until midnight, and it's here." The shopkeeper said with a big smile on his face. We now said our farewell and went to the Bus stop that the shopkeeper had said.

…

I sat on a bench in the bus stop, Natalie was following me. She stood as I sat, I looked at her for a minute then averted my eyes. After a while, she was still standing. I wondered why, so I gestured to her to sit down on the bench. She shook her head and continued to fiddle with her wallet. "That shopkeeper is weird, it feels like I've met him." Natalie said, finally sitting down on the bench. I nodded in agreement. I realize she also felt like she had met him? I immediately looked at Natalie, making her shocked. "You feel like he knows you, right?" I said with a shocked tone. "Yeah, yeah! Like one of those Deja Vu! It's weird, he also got two changes of clothes and it fits us exactly!" She replied, I nodded aggressively. "But it's not really that weird since people know others without the other person knowing them. Still, it's super weird!Argh, now I wanna go home immediately." Natalie said before quieting down. She had a point, it was totally weird. Suddenly, a beep from a vehicle rang in our ears. It was the bus, it's door open letting us get on. Natalie had a dejected face on her as soon as I stepped on. "Come on In, Nat." A voice spoke, it wasn't the driver's. Whose voice was it? Natalie's head looked up to me. I went along and swiped my card on the scanner twice, The driver smiled and so did Natalie. She ran out of money? That's weird, just earlier she ate a luxurious meal and somehow followed me to the Cemetery? She won't be out of money just because of that, but It's not the only weird thing. The voice, The bus, The shopkeeper gave me a feeling of something? Like Deja Vu.

…

It was my time to get off, so I pressed the red button beside me. I looked behind me where Natalie was sitting, she wasn't there. I didn't see her get off the bus, maybe I fell asleep when she got off? "The young lady got off 30minutes ago." The driver said, peeking at me through his mirror. I thanked the driver before I stepped off the bus. It's 3.50PM, my stomach started to rumble. I looked around too if there were any stalls around me, yet there were none so I decided to just walk faster and make dinner. As I walked past houses, kids and old women, I had something in my hands. It was the book Obsession. I never felt nor had any idea I was holding it the whole time. I once again observed the cover which was now purple eyes with Obsession written all over the back. I felt like it was supposed to be a different title, but what title? I opened the first pages of the book and to my surprise it was in journal format. I had the urge to read it.

…

What's with this book? It has dried yet it's still like bread soaked in water. I've tried wiping it with toilet paper and with a blower, yet it's still wet. Almost like it's making its own water. I placed the book down in a container where the water will be collected and not spilled. I sighed, looking up to the ceiling. The light bulb was blinking at me making me feel nauseous, but I let it be. I tried to recall the butterfly feeling I felt when I saw Natalie's face. A sudden chuckle came from my mouth, then to my eyes. "Hehehehe" I chuckled to myself. I chuckled, chuckled, chuckled, chuckled, Chuckled, ChUcklEd, ChUKLEd, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED, CHUCKLED…

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