Tell you a secret — a library is the best hiding spot.
Undeniably, I can actually spend my entire recess hours here while listening to music while fixing the bug from the latest project — especially when you're hiding from someone. 🤣🤣🤣
AI: Still hiding from the "girlfriend"? 🤣
..,...as usual, you can just ignore the noise. 🙄😒
Recently Yumeko seemed to get along well with Cindy for some reason. They used to go shopping together and have lunch together at school — good news to me, that means she won't be at home all the time.
Just when I was focusing on the project, a tiny little hand took my earphone piece on the left, I felt a sudden warmth in the cooled air conditioned room appeared next to me, and I turned around…
— a blonde girl with beautiful ocean blue eyes.
...
uh…..
!!!!....WHO THE HELL???💀
"Look at The Sky…you like Porter Robinson too?"She did not return the earphone piece on the left but sat onto the table.
The question I had in my head was not "Why're you sitting next to my arm and staring at me like that?", the main question in my head was — "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU???"
AI: Don't you remember? Huh? Infirmary? Electrolyzed Drink? Willy?
...💀
...Stella. 💀
HOW COME SHE STILL RECOGNIZE ME????
AI: Girls remember their heroes, not gonna lie. 😏
Should I run? What now????? WHAT IF SHE MENTIONED…💀💀💀
Stella: What're you doing here?
I mean, nothing to do with you right??? 😭😭😭
Me: Um…fixing the bugs…I mean…the server site is not responding…
Stella: You don't remember me?
Me: Uh…no, I mean yes I do remember, Stella, right?
Stella: Bingo.
...uh….
So…she came just to check if I still remember her name??? What now???💀💀💀
Stella: You like EDM?
AI: Just say yes…just say yes!!!
Me: Uh…yes?
Stella: Me too! Which artist do you prefer???
Who should I mention? Skrillex? Seven Lions? Illenium???? WE SHOULD END THIS CONVERSATION !!!! 😭😭😭
Me: Um…Oh no, I'm late for class, I think um…
I got up, thinking I was about to run successfully, but — I was too unlucky. 😒
Stella: OH—MY—GOD!!! IS THIS THE RIMURU TEMPEST???
Oh great, she noticed the cute blue little slime keychain on the zip of my bag. And please don't scream in the library!!! EVERYONE IS WATCHING!!!!!😭😭😭😭
Stella: You like Tensura too? Wait, you like manga??? Me too!!!!
I packed all my stuff and was ready to leave…
Stella: Follow me!!!
I didn't say ok or reject, the next thing I know is she put the earphone piece back on my left ear, and dragged me out from the library —- WHERE ARE WE GOING!!!! HELP!!!!! 😭😭😭
We travelled across the corridor, the stairs while everyone around was looking at a blonde girl pulling a confused guy all across the path…just kill me. 💀💀💀
What if she's taking me to the discipline teacher???
AI: Relax buddy, you saved her, remember?
Relax??? HOW??? 💀💀💀
AI: I don't know, I'm getting offline now, stay safe!
...💀
After a while, I was taken to an art classroom.
No one was there, the only thing left was the distorted sculpture and some arts made by 3 year old babies…
BUT WHY LOCKING THE DOOR!!!! 😭😭😭
She started looking for something from the drawer and then she pulled out a stack of A4 paper.
Stella: Here!
She passed the paper to me, I flipped the first page, and it was a comic in Japanese style — manga.
Stella: How is it?
To be honest I love her confidence, which is something that I will never have.
What should I say? The lines are clean, but proportions are kind of strange, the frames are clear and smooth but the dialogue seems to be too narrow.
Me: Um…it's good.
I thought she'll be happy and I'm ready to go, but then the smile fades, what remained was a serious face which is very familiar to me.
Stella: Willy please, you don't need to comfort me, just…tell the truth.
Me: You're talented.
...
Stella: You're not lying right?
Me: The lines and frames are fine, the only problem is the proportion and dialogues, overall it's good.
The last thing I remember is when I was twelve, I used to be obsessed with drawing. I created my own comics which was the only entertainment I had before I lost it — everything changed on the day the bully in my class exposed it.
They mocked my distorted characters, they called me a pervert who drew big breasts, they called me a weirdo that creates strange stories. After they tore my artwork into pieces, that's the day I gave up — that's the reason I quit.
Just at the moment I was recalling the childhood trauma, the tiny little hands held mine and pulled me back to the present…
Stella: Would you help me?
Huh? Me?
Stella: I need someone who can give feedback on my art, could you be the one?
But why?
AI: Because you're the only one who can be trusted…
You came back?
AI: You're the one who saved her from the field, you're the one who didn't leave her alone but helped her with first aid…
No…wait, it's just…why me?
AI: I can't process that, wanna find out?
No, I can't.
AI: Rin, trust me. If you reject her, you're just doing the same thing the bully did to you years ago.
You read my mind?
AI: Just say yes, Rin.
...….
...…
...…fine.
Me: Okay.
Stella: Thank you!!!
I don't know why she's still holding me while bouncing happily, for some reason I can slightly see my shadow on her, I guess that's before I lost my entertainment.
Then we walked to the front gate of the school where Yumeko and Cindy were waiting...for what? Just go! 🙄
Stella: See ya!
I waved at her before she got into the black vehicle.
I'm not sure if this is correct, I'm not someone who's able to create a masterpiece or any touching artwork, I'm just a…
AI: I guess, what you lost…
Is now someone's treasure.
…I hope so.