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In the morning, Teru's alarm went off,well, of course, he had to go to work. To be honest, he didn't like anyone at that job,there were only people there who were trying to play the role of justice, but only one person truly embodied justice, and that was Light.
As for Light, he hadn't started working yet,he was still in college. At yesterday's get together, he told him about how open-minded the people there are, considering the circumstances they're in.
The beeping alarm clock went off, and the time was 5:30. He had a bit of a long commute to work, so he got up an hour and a half early to make sure he wouldn't be late.
Mikami thought about taking a shower, so he went to the bathroom, took off his T-shirt, and instinctively glanced at the mirror. He had a gaunt body with visible ribs and a very pale, unnatural complexion, he looked a bit like a vampire. Lately, he hasn’t been able to keep anything down. Of course, he tries to eat something during the day, but it usually amounts to just one slice of bread with butter. Looking at his face now, he saw how prominent his cheekbones were,and well, he had to admit they looked terrible. Did he look like that yesterday, too?
He took off the rest of his clothes, trying not to look at his reflection in the mirror. He turned on the water, and cold drops fell on his bony back; he squeezed some shower gel onto his hands and began scrubbing his shoulders. He felt an incredible pain,or rather, a stinging sensation Sometimes he forgot he even had such scars on his arms maybe because he’d gotten used to them. He’d had them since he was 13, and in a way, he’d considered them a part of himself ever since, something that couldn’t be changed. Perhaps when he was younger, someone could have stopped him from self-harming, but no one took him seriously. When his father found out what he was doing to himself, he simply called it the “emo phase” and, laughing, suggested he sprinkle salt on the wounds. His mother always told him to be gentler with him, but she, too, was afraid of him and couldn’t do much.
He stood there staring at the wall for quite a while until he snapped back to reality and began drying his soaked body with a towel. He walked over to the closet and grabbed the first suit he saw, just as he was about to tie his tie, he realized it was missing and started searching the house. It was simply impossible that he had forgotten where things were in his own home. He retraced his steps and saw that the tie was right under his nose on the desk next to the closet,he was sure he had checked there....
Glancing at the clock, he saw that it was 6:10, which meant he’d missed the bus. Teru almost ran outside to see if anyone was waiting at the bus stop; luckily, he made it onto the bus at the last minute. He got on and sat down in an empty seat. He realized that he hadn’t dried his hair after his shower and was riding with wet hair; on top of that, he’d forgotten his briefcase with his documents. What’s been going on with him lately? He keeps forgetting everything all the time....
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Things weren’t any better at work either his coworker accidentally spilled coffee on him, and then he couldn’t even figure out whose file he was looking at. To make matters worse, it started raining after work. He was supposed to have time to go to the gym today, but he thinks he’ll skip it and just rest when he gets home. Of course, something had to go wrong on the bus ride, too there were traffic jams because they were building a new road, and he had to take a detour to get to his apartment. Just great he’d been dreaming of standing on a bus for an hour, not only reeking of rain but also with his suit ruined by coffee. Just fucking great.
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When he got home, Teru took off all his soaked clothes and put on some old clothes instead. As he lay on his bed, slowly drifting off to sleep, he suddenly heard his phone buzzing. Who could be texting him besides his coworkers? He picked up his phone and saw who had texted him it was Light. “Listen, I know it’s hard for you to get here by bus right now because of the traffic, but I hope you’re somewhere nearby because the movie we planned to see is about to start.” Oh, damn, how could he have forgotten?
In his rush, he didn't even have time to get himself together, so he put on the same clothes he'd worn yesterday. Obviously, it wasn't very hygienic, but he preferred to wear something that suited him rather than just throw on random things from his closet.
He left the house,there was no bus, so he walked briskly,the movie theater was only two blocks away. If he could, he would have run, but he was so famished that if he started running, he would have fainted after two minutes, so he stuck to a brisk pace.
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“Teru, I was starting to think you weren’t going to show up!” they shouted at him as he approached. His legs felt like they were made of cotton, and he was seeing dark spots all over his vision; he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to make it through this route again without fainting...
“No, no, I—I wouldn’t have forgotten, I—I just lost track of t-time,” he stammered, glancing at Light’s slightly parted lips. “No, no, don’t apologize,everything’s okay, but we’d better go in now; it’s already started,” he said, then took Teru’s hand and began leading her toward the movie theater. He could feel Light’s smooth, silky skin on his hand,it felt nice to the touch. He could feel his whole body blushing; no one had touched him like that since he was a child, let alone in this way. Maybe he was overreacting,just because Light was holding his hand didn’t mean he was romantically attracted to him, right?
They walked into the movie theater, and sure enough, the movie had already started. They took their seats. Teru didn’t even know what movie they were seeing,he didn’t really care which one it was, as long as he was with Light, his god.
“Um… actually, what movie are we watching right now?” he asked quietly, and the other guy replied, “The Butterfly Effect. It’s got good reviews, so I thought we’d like it.” Us… Light told us... meaning him and Light,just the two of them. Because of Teru’s good deeds, he must have been chosen by God to be the friend he thinks about and buys gifts for.... All their friends are buying each other gifts and holding hands in public... Maybe Kami wanted something from Teru,why else would God do and organize things like this just for the two of them?
Maybe he's overreacting a little, and Light just wants to be nice to him;anyway, I'll think about it at home for now, I'm just going to enjoy the moment.
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“So, did you like the movie?” Light asked as they were leaving the theater. “Well, you know, I’m no expert, but I actually liked it,” he replied, then remembered that he still had to walk all the way back home. “Teru, I know this is going to sound weird, but if you want, you know, you can come stay at my place for the night, or I could walk you home,to your house. You see, I’m worried; there are some shady people hanging around here.” His heart skipped a beat. Something must be wrong,why would Kami invite HIM of all people over? “That’s very kind of you, Light... I-I’d love to go with you.” Shit, what did he just say? “It’ll be nice to have you over. Follow me.” The brown-haired boy started walking, apparently toward his house, and Mikami followed him… Could something bad happen?