New Perspective

PROLOGUE

Jon's brown eyed gaze fixated on the TV, his thumbs violently mashing the buttons on his NES. I stared at him for a long time. I had been curious as to why jon moved to Asagao for a long time, but he never budged in telling me. I even asked PBG why Jon came here, but he told me he didn't know.

My gaze didn't break from Jon, and his didn't from the screen. I swallowed. I wanted to know, he knew my story now I wanted to know his. I spoke softly.

"Jon?"

He looked up, quickly pressed pause on the game and turned to me. He smiled happily.

"What's up, Hana?" Jon asked me, his sweet grin plastered on his face. I half smiled, and he seemed to notice my discomfort. He frowned. "Oh, Hana I'm sorry. What did I do? Did you wanna play? Why the hell are you staring at me like that?!?!" I violently shook my head.

"Jon nothings wrong... I just... want to ask you a question." I shifted my weight, moving farther from Jon.

Jon cocked up an eyebrow, "yeah, Hana?" He set the controller back down and moved back closer, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

"Its just...." I sighed. "I know why everyone else came to Asagao... but I never learned why you did.." Jon's smile faltered, yet his arm never moved from my shoulders. He suddenly broke into his happy laughter.

"The drama program is awesome here, Hana," He smiled at me, hoping I would accept this answer. I wouldn't.

"Fair point, Jon... but... I know there's a better reason than that... Jon please," I looked towards him and sighed. He sighed deeply in return.

"There was, Hana," Jon leaned back, moving his hand from my shoulder and placed his hands on the back of his head. "I had a best friend at my old school, his name was Arin. We did everything together... we started a club, kind of like the Normal Boots club... but it was called the game grumps.. we did kind of the same thing as the normal boots... but it was different... there was more of a happiness to it.."

"Is that why you founded the normal boots club?" I asked, tilting my head. Jon chuckled, but there was sadness behind it.

"Yeah... it is, well, kinda i guess... I just noticed we all really liked video games, I guess..." Jon sighed deeply once more, and hung his head. "Arin and I were so close... closer than me and any of the guys here... anyways... after a year or so... Arin and i... well... we grew a part... and being near eachother felt like a brick being thrown against my head..." I fell silent. I didn't know what it was like to have many friends, but I definitely knew how it felt to loose them. "It hurt watching Arin and I grow a part the way we did, but our outlooks on things were so... different... in any case, I asked my parents to move me to Asagao so I didn't have to feel that pain of not being close to my best friend anymore."

I felt tears prick in the back of my eyes. I never thought anyone would get tired of being friends with Jon. He was kind, even if a bit blunt. My eyes tore into Jon's soul, and when he looked up, he seemed to notice my gaze.

"Hana, it's alright..." He feigned happiness, but I knew there was misery deep down plaguing his psyche.

"Do you ever miss Arin?" I winced, knowing it was a sore subject for Jon, but I was so curious.

"All the time," Jon leaned back into the couch, a slight pout tugging on the edges of his lips. "I just wish I knew where Arin and I went wrong... maybe I could have fixed things.." Perhaps my eyes were playing tricks on me, but I could have sworn I saw tears falling from his eyes.

"Jon," I took a deep breath. "Maybe you'll meet again?" Jon looked towards a photo on his desk.

"Heh... maybe..."