Scott

I'm finally out of the hospital and all she says is 'Why the heck are you here?'?

People wouldn't know the things I did just get out of that boring hellhole.

I think I'm out early because I've been pestering the doctors and nurses too much.

And I think that's why they had to come up with a plan to kick me out of the hospital as soon as possible.

I mean my whole arm is still bandaged and I've got an arm sling but your boy is up and kicking.

Those days without anything to entertain me feels like eternity.

I felt like crying everyday ever since mom decided to take over my animal crossing game.

I have no idea how I got out of there alive. For all I know, gaming consoles exist to console the lonely and in pain!

The pain of seeing her play it so badly probably hurts more than the wound I've got.

This is the first day I'm out and I've managed to escape my personal bodyguard—again.

Ms. Chang wouldn't be too happy if she finds out I snuck out again but I just had to look for Seira after I found out I blocked her on Instagram!

Of course I didn't do it! I know Ms. Chang did it so I'll stop talking to her.

I've got no other way to communicate with Marylyn except on Instagram and now that I can't I'm out to talk to her in person to apologize.

At first I have no idea where to look for her but then I saw the news and rushed to the police station as soon as possible hoping that I would see her.

After that, my enthusiasm got crushed when I heard her way of saying 'hello'.

But I deserve it so I'm going to suck it up and apologize.

"Can we talk? Just you and me?" I asked Seira as I saw her just sitting down with a guy I'm just seeing now.

Suddenly, she stood up with her hands on her hips.

"And why would I talk to you?"

"Because if you don't I'm going to scream that I like you in here. As loud as I can."

Marylyn's jaw and that guy she's with dropped to the floor.

"What the fuck? Is that why you want to talk to me?" she asked.

I can suddenly feel my cheeks burning.

"What? No! I'm just saying that if you don't come with me I'll do anything. I'll even scream 'I like you' if it means you'll talk to me."

The guy grabbed Seira's wrist, probably to stop her from talking to me in private.

One look at that blonde dude and I already know I don't like him.

Seira looked at the guy as if to give him assurance.

"Alright let's make this quick dumb ass."

This time it is my jaw that dropped to the floor, "How'd you get so vulgar than usual in a short period of time?"

I followed her outside in the parking lot.

"What else do you want to talk?" she asked rather coldly.

"Is it a crime to say hello?" I paused when I saw her eyes bloodshot.

She rubbed her eyes as if to magically make the redness disappear.

"Now's not the good time for saying 'hello'."

"I'm sorry. I did not block you on Instagram."

She crossed her arms, "Who cares who blocked who? You said you didn't want to talk to me anymore right? So why—," I cut her off.

"I said nothing like that! Why would I want to do that? You practically saved my life—after I saved yours—but that's not the point. You're my friend now Marylyn and I don't want to lose a friend anymore. Heck, you're my only friend. Ms. Chang does not always say what I'm thinking to say. I know you probably know who I am at this point and I'm really sorry for lying about it. It's just that everybody has this different and unrealistic version of me and the only person who truly knows who I really am is you. And please say something," I admitted pouring all of my thoughts out in accident.

We stared at each other awkwardly for almost a minute before she finally said something.

"O-okay? I literally have nothing to say S-scott? Honestly, I'm not really mad at you, maybe I'm mad at the version of you your Ms. Chang created. And my name isn't exactly Marylyn," she scratched her head.

I blinked, "You lied?"

She put her hands on her waist, "You're not exactly innocent too doofus."

"Whatever, let's just introduce ourselves again shall we? For real this time."

"Okay."

"I'm Scott Kaneko. What's your name?"

She didn't reply and only stared blankly.

I waved a hand to her face, "Hello? Are you there?"

"Don't ruin the moment. I'm having a 'Kimi no nawa' feels and the famous background music is playing inside my head," she slapped my arm playfully.

I laughed, "You weirdo. Tell me your name already."

"The background music is playing shh!"

I poked her shoulder, "Oi tell me."

"I'm Seraphim Swanson."

I smiled, "What beautiful name you have."

"Just like the angel that I am," she grinned.

"Nah, you're the devil incarnate. So what do you say about me finally teaching you how to drive? Let's say tomorrow?"

She groaned, "Okay. But if you suck at teaching I'll be out the door before you can say 'I'm not an egomaniac delinquent'."