𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅. karma akabane

『omake』: home time

"If this is a scheme you're pulling, Asano-kun, I'll make sure to return it tenfold" I warned him despite taking the envelope and stuffing it in my pocket.

"I'd like to try, but unfortunately not this one" he scoffs, walking ahead of me as we head back to the classroom.

'Last words my ass'. There was no way in hell I was going to see her be it in her death bed. Iroha could haunt me all she wanted to for not attending her wake.

               "Karma, when I come back I better get my birthday gift too!" I could still recall the last thing she told me.

"Your still as demanding as ever" I flicked her forehead, as we walked back towards the others in order for her to tell them her final goodbyes.

"You better come home" I told her, a foot away from the crowd, as the girl laughed it off with a smile.

"That's pretty obvious isn't it?".

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               'Is it true?', I couldn't help but ask myself continuously as I stared at the crumpled black envelope that night.

What if she really was dead? Then what?

I could only imagine the look on Okuda and Fujioka's faces as they hear the news of their best friend who left ages ago.

'Fuck', I could only curse mentally, unable to accept the truth, and yet gathering the same courage I had back when I bid her goodbye.

I opened the envelope which had largely written letters in bold saying:
6:00 Yokohama Station 7/7

I sighed in relief, only to take it back the moment when I realized it was 6:59.

And with that, I rush out the door to take the train to the station.

               I arrived panting, only to see an unpainted wall, only to realize this must've been one of the pranks she loved pulling off.

It was only then I realized when I felt a figure embrace me from behind. A person with a familiar scent of paint. I turn around to find myself locking eyes with the little trouble maker, grinning like an adorable piece of shit.

"God, you're lucky I missed you. I would have killed you myself" I turn to face her only to move away from our short embrace, a cheeky grin plastered on her face as she tells me,

"I heard from Asano, you thought my little note was an invitation to my wake" she laughs mischievously as I flick her forehead earning a groan from the girl.

"Ouch! I didn't miss that flick of yours not one bit"

"What are you here for?" I asked her only to gain an eye roll from the blue haired girl.

"I thought you missed me" she pouted accusingly, only to admit with a familiar smug look, "I'm actually just here for my birthday gift".

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               I couldn't help my vein pop at the recollection before hearing the girl shout from outside our apartment, six years after that little scheme she pulled off.

"Karma! What's taking so long?" she walks towards the room and peeks at me only to find myself staring at the same black envelope Asano handed me years ago.

She had her hair tied in a high pony tail, light blue hair now as dark as when I first met her, her eyes still retaining the same light hue.

"Says the girl who took 2 hours in the bath" I shot back only to have the girl stick her tongue out at me.

"It's 9 AM, I'm supposed to be at work at 8!" She says only to have me mentally roll my eyes at her.

"Since when did you care about being punctual?".

"Oh please, you aren't bringing that up now".

"Since when was I responsible to drive you to your job anyways?"

"Since the first time you offered" she smiles cheekily as we head outside our apartment.