I got to go over to Akaashi's house.
I got to see where he lives, his family, his room, where he sleeps, what he does. I tried really hard not to be some sort of creeper. Honestly, I wanted to meet his parents, I wanted to see where he gets his looks from. I saw the resemblance between him and his mom mostly. She's tiny too. Her hair was jet black and wavy, she had small brown eyes and when she smiled they would squint and shine just the way Akaashi's would. His dad wasn't that much taller. I felt really big compared to them.
His parents are a bit soft spoken. They were reserved and quiet when they talked. Akaashi isn't mostly like that. He's not shy, he's definitely not quiet but then again, he likes to keep things to himself. I had to tone down my excitement since I didn't want to scare them off.
They were really nice people and they were happy to meet me. Does that mean Akaashi talks about me? When I thought about that, I started smiling even more. What does Akaashi say about me? I hope he doesn't say how lame I am because that's not good for my image. I think I'm cool. Well...I think I am. His parents wanted to know a lot about me so I tried not to sound as dumb as I usually am; Akaashi's father is an engineer and his mother is a chemist. So when they asked me what I was planning to do with my life, I had to make up some stupid story about wanting to follow my mother's footsteps and become a doctor.
Akaashi knew that was a damn lie and the whole time I made up my story, he was laughing. I think by then his parents caught on but they didn't mind it.
They just really liked me.
I felt accomplished.
Though there was one thing that struck me though.
His mother came by to me and spoke to me about something concerning when Akaashi wasn't near us. She seemed a little worried for Akaashi and when she told me, I understood.
Akaashi isn't happy.
Sometimes, he doesn't do much. He doesn't leave his room, he doesn't even wake up.
She thought I knew but its not something someone talks about easily. I don't think Akaashi will tell me just because he doesn't want to. His mother wanted me to do something about it, well make him happy and do things so he doesn't stay sad.
I felt terrible.
I wouldn't have known how bad it was unless she told me.
Now that I know, I notice more things about Akaashi. He's been skipping more school days. He lies and tells me he's sick when we both know he isn't. Sometimes, he doesn't answer my calls and other times it just sounds like he doesn't want to talk.
And it's not hard to figure out why.
One morning, I decided to go get him for school. First period already started but there's nothing wrong with being slightly late. His mother let me in the house since Akaashi was too busy ignoring my messages. Again she said that he hasn't left his room.
I have to do something about this.
I can't let him stay sad. When he's like that, it makes me feel bitter and like I can't do anything to make him feel better which is not true. I should be able to help him.
I walked up to his room quietly. He was still under the covers in bed but I refuse to believe that he was still asleep. I just went over to him and sat next to him in bed.
"I know you're awake, Akaashi." I said and lifted the covers slowly. He opened his eyes and looked up at me. "Don't you want to go to school today?" I asked. He looked away, staring somewhere else as if he didn't hear my question.
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