This Small World

Chapter 1

Quick Note

Hey! So this is my first official Wattpad story and I wanted to let you know that I will be writing a whole lot more in the future but since I am still a student I will also have a lot more to deal with so be expectant of slow updates and don't hate me for it please! Since this is my first story it will kinda be all over the place so I'm sorry. But please do comment because I love reading comments. Also, alert me of any grammar mistakes or spelling errors and I will fix them eventually with an apology for my screw up cause I'm trash. Anyway, message me for story requests and I will do anything as long as I know the subject so on and so forth. Sorry for the long note, ENJOY!!

3rd Person POV

"Here you are, enjoy your first day."
Rantaro stood in place as the staff member walked away. He took a few deep breaths and knocked on ths door. He could hear someone walking towards the door. There was a pause and in the small window he was met with a giant pair of beautiful golden eyes. He stared back with his own but felt his stare was weak compared to the other boy. He then heard the door handle turning and jumped back at the sudden sound and movement. The door opened all the way. Since it was homeroom, everyone was doing their own thing. A few people kinda freaked Rantaro out (which of course he refused to show) and others seemed quite fun and nice. And then... the boy that stood holding the door. He wasn't intimidating but he didn't look friendly either. He seemed too shy to be anything really. Rantaro knew that during his time here, that would very much be fixed. He went up to the teacher and then spoke for a moment about things he sorta just nodded along to.

By this point, the boy had gone back to his seat. The teacher stood up and positioned herself and Amami in everyone's view. She cleared her throat before saying, "Students, this is Rantaro Amami. He is new here so I would like to believe you will all help him around. But because I can't trust you all too much as of.. previous events.. I will be handing him over to someone that I do trust. Shuichi, would you mind taking some time to show Rantaro around the school? I will be letting your teachers know why you will be showing up to class late so there is no need to worry."

The boy with the golden eyes, apparently Shuichi, looked up at Rantaro.

Rantaro's POV

He was hypnotizing. I've been everywhere and I have never seen someone like him. He didn't say anything, I was confused. He had an expression that was a mix between fear and satisfaction. He was terrified of me, I could tell, but he was intrigued in a way. "Down." He said. Again, something from Shuichi made me jump. Twice in only two or three minutes. "Down?" I replied. He took my bag and set it by a chair. "That's yours now." He said, his voice shaking slightly. And without another word, he walked towards the door and waited for me to follow.

Once out in the hallway, I decided it was a good time to actually speak to him and let him know that I wasn't a bad guy. "Hey, your eyes.. They're really pretty." He didn't reply. "We already know names but if you don't need to call me Amami. If you want to, you can. I just prefer to be addressed less formally." He gulped and his expression changed.

Shuichi's POV

If he could stop talking, I wouldn't be such a nervous wreck. He wants to be called Rantaro... He will probably want more in the future. His voice is angelic, I could listen to it all day. Truly a gift from heaven. But the devil was an angel. You can trust no one, Shuichi. Not after him. He stole your heart and threw it away faster than you could think. It's been like that with everyone. But that time, you thought he would stay. It was all a lie.

You don't know this man at all. He could be horrible. He is horrible. Nothing else can be said. You see him just like you see everyone else. He's a nobody. A silhouette. He will not ever be of use to you. I need to stop holding onto love when I know I will never be enough.

If I could wash all of it away, if I could just let it all go and give it all up, would I finally be free from this prison? All of these silhouettes, will they become actual people? I want to be free. I just want to be able to live like they do.

But all of them just laugh at me. They care for me not at all. To them, I am as they are to me. Nothing. I take up air and make a mess of everything that I do. This world is just too small.

A shadow...

"Hey, Shuichi, uh can I call you Shuichi? I just wanted to say that I hope we can be good friends."

A shadow cares about me..

"Ya know, everytime I go somewhere new, I meet one person that I know I just need to be friends with."

He's talking to me.

"I think you're that guy this time. Really, I wanna get to know you. Hey, you free tonight? Let's go to the movies or something."

No.

"Yes."

The black melts away. A smile.
His smile.
He's real...

Who is he?