「Guren's P.O.V」
I had no idea what I was thinking.
Maybe it was the way Shinya looked so vulnerable and small. Or maybe I just pitied him. I have to admit, Mahiru was acting like a total bitch. I don't know why she was inclined to make Shinya jealous. Nothing is going on between Shinya and I. It was only a harmless kiss on the cheek.
I couldn't fall asleep due to all these thoughts running through my head. All I needed was another sleepless night.
That morning as I lay in bed, I could hear my phone vibrating on my bed stand table. I covered my head with my pillow as I tried to ignore the ringing of my phone. My energy seemed to have left me and I was too lazy to reach over and turn off the damn thing.
At about eight in the morning, someone knocked on my door, my bedroom door.
I groaned, "Come in."
I heard the door swing open and soon enough my blanket was pulled off my body and hurled on the ground. The cold air hit me like I just arrived at Antarctica.
"Kureto!" I shouted outraged. I already knew it was him the moment I felt my blanket being torn off. He knew it bothered me, so whenever he came over while I was trying to get some sleep, he would rip it off me. "What the hell do you want?"
"I want you to get out of bed! I've been calling you for the last two hours!" He shouted.
"Alright, alright I'm getting up." I gave in knowing that Kureto wouldn't stop bugging me.
I quickly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. As I looked in the mirror, I saw the red hand mark still burning on the side of my cheek. The other day, Mahiru saw I had kissed Shinya and she smacked me hard. It had been there for awhile now. I touched my cheek and winced when I felt prickles of pain along my skin. It was starting to turn blue and black. Damn her.
I walked over to my wardrobe full of clothing. Most of the clothes I haven't actually worn. I chose a plain white shirt and jeans. I went back to my room and saw that Kureto had left. I rolled my eyes, I was honestly done with Kureto breaking into my house.
After a few minutes, I was sitting at the table while Kureto sat down on the other side staring at me. On the table were two bowls filled with two percent milk and fruit loops which I hadn't eaten since I was four years old.
"So this is your choice of breakfast?" I asked as I picked up a spoon and dipped it into the bowl.
"More or less. Cereal is the only thing I know how to make." Kureto responded as he picked up his own spoon and took a bite.
"Wow. I'm sure Aoi loves your cereal since you're her ultimate boyfriend."
"Shut up Guren. You can't cook either." He responded with a slight anger in his tone.
"This tastes like shit mixed with sugar." I mumbled as I ate, ignoring his comment.
"You're right about that." He grimaced and pushed his bowl away.
"So I'm assuming you have something planned since you're here."
"Yeah actually. It's something Mahiru wants us to do." He tapped his fingers on the counter steadily. "You know that idiot who you're tutoring? Shinya? Well she took him out of the house to go shopping with her. Well, more like forced. Anyways, while they are gone, she wanted us to go to their house and search his room."
The mention of Shinya made my stomach turn and all of a sudden I didn't want to eat my soggy-ass fruit loops. They tasted shit anyway, but still something felt wrong.
"I don't think we should-"
"What? Is Guren Ichinose wimping out on me?"
"No, but I-"
"Please tell me you don't have feelings for that kid."
"Of course not-"
"Oh shut up. You're totally in love with him."
"I never said that!" I glared at him and stood up. "Say whatever you want, but I'm not in love with him. You know Mahiru is my girlfriend."
"Uh-huh. You know Guren you're such a loyal friend. I mean, you knew I've been cheating on Aoi with some cheerleaders from our school and you could have told her anytime, but you didn't. She's too dim witted to figure it out." He smirked. "So since your so loyal, you can admit that you're also a gay freak."
"Oh fuck off. I'll go. Let's go now."
I stomped off and walked over to the door. I put on my jean jacket hoodie and grabbed my car keys. Kureto was right behind me. A grin covered his ugly, annoying face and all I wanted to do was punch him.
We got into the car and without a moments hesitation I pushed on the gas pedal.
"So what are we looking for exactly?" I asked as I drove.
Kureto rolled down the window and responded, "A photo album. She thinks he's hiding something. I mean I don't really care what the kid's hiding, but she said if we did this, we'd be able to trash his room too."
A bag lay by his feet and inside it was toilet paper. Loads of toilet paper and underneath the toilet paper were at least five bottles of multicolored spray paint. I couldn't tell what else was in there, but I knew it wasn't good.
"Sounds good?"
My gaze drifted back to the road, "Sounds good..."
We arrived at the house in a few minutes. As Kureto and I walked to the door, I could feel my heart beating harder against my chest. My legs felt wobbly as goosebumps covered my arms. What the hell..?
Inside the house was relatively clean. I'd been here a thousand times, but this time I was here to vandalize Shinya's room.
We walked up the stairway and entered Mahiru's brother's room. My god, it was messy. Clothes were scattered everywhere, small candy wrapper and potato chip bags were littered in corners. Hundreds of pictures of white tigers covered the walls. You wouldn't even be able to touch the wall, I swear.
"Holy fucking Christ." Kureto's jaw dropped. "Have you ever been in here before?"
"Hell no. Why would I waste my time in this loser's room?" I answered.
"Well time to get searching."
Kureto began looking in the closet while I decided to search under the bed. My hand felt something hard and I pulled it out. Shinya's computer with another white tiger on it. I rolled my eyes. What's so great about white tigers?
I sighed and kept searching until my hand hit a rough leathery object. I pulled it out. It was the photo album. Out of curiosity and because my heart wouldn't shut up, I opened it. I was expected to see more pictures of white tigers, but no. It was a timeline of Mahiru and I. Shinya's version. I quickly shut it.
"I found it."
"You did?" Kureto came over and saw the photo album. "Alright, let's get the hell out of here. But first-"
he handed me the spray bottle. The feel of the cold, hard can sent shivers down my spine.
"Are you sure..?"
"Of course! God damn Guren, don't be a fucking wimp." Kureto rolled his eyes and held his can of blue pain.
Without hesitation, Kureto sprayed the blue paint on the walls that were covered in white tiger photos. Soon enough the whole wall turned blue with streaks. He turned to me.
"Your turn."
I chewed my lip as I thought carefully. Oh who cares what Shinya thinks? He's just another person. An antisocial, boring pole that literally has no life. Shinya Hiragi is the meaning of nothing....right?
I lifted my spray can and pushed down.
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Authors Note:
Shinya doesn't deserve this, but what can I do?
~ Maya Nordin