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“Kou?” The voice makes Minamoto almost jump. He looked over to where the voice came from. “You okay?” Kou’s eyes finally focus on the person talking to him. “You look down. Did you finally realize how ugly your earring is?”
“Wh-!” Its Mitsuba? Half of his body poking out of the mirror in the girls bathroom. “Can you cut that out! It really freaks me out every time!” Mitsuba only giggles in response. “Also, no I’m not down. Just- Uh- Thinking..”
“Mhm, annnnd what about?” Kou can only stare at Mitsuba. Slightly coming to the realization he’s talking to an actual ghost in the girls bathroom. I mean, its closed, but still. Being honest, Kou had no idea what he was thinking about.
“I-“ He hesitated, trying to think of a topic to bring up. Instead, Mitsuba took the lead and started the convo. “Bet its some pervy stuff! Always knew you were a pervert!” It was almost odd how soothing it was to hear that. Normal conversation. (Atleast normal with Mitsuba). Everyday was something new. Kou still finds it hard to talk to Mitsuba. Everytime he does, it brings back whatever memories of that day he can remember. Mitsuba lying on the ground, completely lifeless. The only living part about him was the hand that was holding onto his, begging him to breathe again.
“Kooooouuuu..? Are you in there?” Mitsuba says, knocking on Kou’s head. “Oh yeah, sorry my bad.” How long was he staring? Was Mitsuba always this close? When did he get so close? Minamoto could feel his face burning from the proximity. He had forgotten Mitsuba tends to get a little closer without feeling awkward. Why was he now just noticing it? “So, girly-face, tell me, whats your favorite thing to take a picture of?”
“Oh? Interested? Haha, well I guess I would say things important to me, or memorable moments,” Things important to him, huh. That....certainly rings a bell. “Other than that, maybe uhh bugs? I don’t know, I find them pretty nice under a lens, but I do enjoy shooting the-“ Kou wasn’t listening anymore. Although he enjoys talking with his friend, he just cant seem to focus at all. Mitsuba was just so interesting to look at today. Did he change something? Suddenly the memories of the Picture Perfect world they were in flooded through. He remembered the fake. And how similar he was. The constant flir- I mean.. jokes, were all so fun. Kou sits and wonders if maybe that world was better. He could interact with Mitsuba. And not just behind the scenes in a girls bathroom. Suddenly, Kou came to the realization Mitsuba wasnt there anymore.
“Mitsuba?” Silence. “M-Mitsuba, hey this isn’t funny,” Silence. “Hey, d-don’t leave me again! Mitsuba!” He started searching around the room frantically. He couldn’t pin why he was so panicked. He started sweating profusely, yet he still didn’t know why. Mitsuba probably just went back into the mirror since Kou wasn’t listening. But why did he want him to stay so bad? “Mitsuba!” He yelled, almost cried. His eyes burning up threatening to spill. He was so worked up over this little thing? And why? He really didn’t know why he wanted Mitsuba to stay so bad.. Banging onto the mirror harder and harder. Bang, bang, bang, bang. “Mitsub-!”
Kou felt a sharp pain in his hand. A flash of red catching his eye. Another thing catching his eye, his own reflection in shattered pieces on the floor. “Oh- oh no,” He picked up the pieces in a desperate attempt to put them back together. “H-Hey Mitsuba! G-Get up!”
“Kou...Wake up.”
Minamoto sprung up in his bed, shocking Teru in the process. “Jeez, dude. Bad dream?” Kou was sweating so much he could’ve played it like he was drenched in water. “Kou?” Trying to process what happened, Kou finally responded. “Yeah, sorry.. I’ll go back to bed,” A dream. And a dream he truly wished it wasn’t. Because in the dream, at least it was the mirror that had shattered, and not Mitsuba himself.