First light shined through the blurry glass making quite an exquisite pattern of rays.
I lay there on the floor quiet and cold. Wilted by the defeat of my own body.
"It's cold."
The sun glazed me with bit of warmth but the cold dew drops numbed my skin.
"... The ceiling is bright again..."
The room lit aglow with dreamy yellow and cyan tone.
"..."
[Just like flowers, Kira was absorbed into the Golden Bliss]
I tried to get up but my body wouldn't listen to me.
"What time is it? Was that a dream? Did I fall off the bed?" random thoughts ran through my head and suddenly I got the will to get up.
"Oww... Where am I again?"
"I'm in the hospital..." My thoughts, yet again, faded away with the steams coming off my mouth as I fall back to the meet the cold merciless tiles.
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[Morning, 5:xx am]
*Clang*
The door opened. Finally.
"Are you okay? Can you hear me?"
"Pick her up! Quickly set her on bed!"
"Why didn't anyone check the rooms at night??"
Random chatters of people. I couldn't remember most of it. Maybe I wasn't really awake, or one could say...
I was dead for a while.
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"That certain smell. It's back again. I remember the smell. Was it Rose? Or Hone-"
"Cough cough!" Gasp. I wake up and sit up on yet again but on the bed now.
The room was bright now. It was lighter and clearer. Is this the same room?
I looked around searching for something I didn't know until I saw her. Sitting on the chair opposite to my bed. A huge muffler around her and a pen and paper that she always has.
"June" I whispered on my own. She did not hear me, perhaps because she was asleep herself.
"She's so still and calming..." I pondered. "Maybe I can be this still too..."
She stumbled on her own head while sleeping and woke herself up.
"Hi again," I greeted with a familiar tone.
She jolted at my greetings and held her heart to calm herself.
Before I could say anything more she started sribbling words on a note. I watched intently.
After writing whatever she was, she looked at me, with eyes that had seen everything for the first time, not in a good way.
I waited for a response from her.
"Wuh.." I stumble on my own words, "What is it that you are writing?". My eyes longed for something bad to happen, but why?
She crunched the note and packed it in her pocket.
She turned her head away and looked down on her knees, no, why?
"Did she too give up on me?" the thoughts from the night ranged again. "Maybe it always was like this," I turned from hope and stared into my hands, resting on my lap, restless as ever.
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From that day on I stopped hoping. Everything went as how it used to go. I get up to staining my eyes, every little sounds of her sting my head, the strange fragrance never lifted over my mind, I cried for no reason, at night, at day, in dreams, in reality, it's nothing more than a loophole at this point.
June stopped interacting with me. The lady, which I figured was my mom, talked a bit too much for me.
[A flower dies and another grows. It's almost an unending cycle. Until you change where it belongs.]
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[After several days of cycle]
"Welcome back Kira!" that sharp voice again, "I've set up your room with June for now, since you know, you're sick," she guided me to the room, and for some reason, her voice wasn't as sweet now. It felt like I was a guest being treated informally. Well that's how family members are treated right?
*Clang*
The door open up to a different taste of air, somewhat warmer with soothing colours.
"June..." Why did I call her out when she wasn't clearly there. Its almost an instinct now.
"Do you like your new room?" She really did sound normal now, "I hope this is fine... For now, try getting along with June, okay?"
"Okay..." I replied.
"Wait here" she commands me and leaves to the other room, "I'll go and call June! Just wait okay?" She shouted from an unseen spot.
I waited, and waited, and waited. It was already past 5-7 mins and she still hadn't appear. "Will she come though?" I pondered.
My mom was back at this point. She stared with disbelief behind the wall I couldn't see from the point I stood. "June!?" bewildered she face palmed. "What have you been doing here, hiding here? I told you to go check on Kira," she sighed.
She then pulled June out of there and mandated her to take me to the room.
"..." June stood silent as usual infront of me. She hadn't changed much. How could she?
"June" I whispered with a cheeky smile. "Thank you for looking after me"
Her eyes sparkled and cheek blushed a soft pink. She nodded which I took as a welcome.
She took me to the room, looking a bit more confident and real.
The room was filled with soft tones with as least as possible contrast to it. On the other side there was a window and a doorway to the balcony, but unfortunately, it was locked and shut for any good or bad.
June paused and glanced at me. Then moved to me and looked straight into my eyes looking for the a certain kind of gleem.
In just a short time she hesitated and diverted away from me, wrote something on her paper, and revealed it to me.
"[I'm sorry]" it read. "[I'm sorry for suddenly starting at you. It probably made you uncomfortable. Its just a weird hobby of mine so ignore it]"
"It's fine," I tried not to be too serious about it if she says it's just her odd hobby. Then I ended the topic with a soft smile that stayed on longer than I had expected.
I sat on my bed right next to June's.
She handed me another note, "[did you really forgot everything?]"
"Yea" I replied.
She looked relieved and bothered at the same time.
"What does that expression read?" it really had me overthinking for one second.
June proceeded to sketch out more words, it seems to be longer than those short sentences.
"[Its alright! I'll help you remember everything. Not exactly but the good things! We can start from here! My name is June, Haruru June, and you're my sister, Haruru Kira, and we've always been on each other's side through thick and thin! You can ask me anything and I'll answer it. If I don't just take it as "I don't remember".]" She ended the lines with a few 2-3 tiny stars.
"Can I really start over"
"I'll never be the same. But for someone like June I can't try not to."
[Maybe my world just now revolves around a certainly odd blossom.]
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