Keep your friends close and your stalkers...

 The classroom was thankfully empty. Peaceful too, you don’t find it to be this peaceful… maybe if I came in really early during the morning.

I found my original classroom to be really quiet during the morning, there wasn’t much to do though except explore and you explore the same place over and over for fifteen years, it gets boring.

Well, I think we get a proper view to the school’s main gate from the windows, hopefully… and there she is. Probably waiting for me.

I sigh the most audible sigh I could muster. Does she not get it?

It doesn’t matter if she gets it or not, I wish she stays away from me. What are the chances of me getting a warrant? Does that even exist and can I even get it?

My eyes suddenly lay upon the last corner most seat in the class near the window. The infamous seat where the protagonist usually sits. Sadly not the case in this one since Hinata sits right beside this one to the right. I always did wonder, what it felt like… maybe I’ll sit on it and ponder. My school had a completely different layout and well, I like this one much better. We had to share the table and the seats, this gives off more of a solo vibes which I quite enjoy.

Ahh, fits like a glove. Well, all the seats are the same so all of them fit like a glove, including my real seat. But it was fun to think about. Maybe if I were reincarnated into the protagonist, I would’ve feel better? No. Probably not.

“Hey… what are you doing in my seat?”, a voice suddenly spoke to me. Maybe because I was way too into my own head, I didn’t hear the door opening.

“Uhh…”, it’s the red-haired guy.

“Kuroki… dude…”, he sighed and walked towards me.

“Right… I almost got it.”

“No… you certainly did not.”, he retorted back. He was right, maybe if I tried hard enough? Maybe if we played a game of ten guesses? Maybe? We’ll never know though.

“Well, Hinata said you and Akari were friends.”

“Why are you talking about yourself in third person?”, He was right, why did I do that?

“Amnesia.”, that’s the only excuse I could think of at that moment and without thinking about it for another second, I let it slip through my mind.

“That sounds like a convenient excuse…”, he said with narrowed eyes before relaxing them and sitting in the seat right beside me. He seems far more comfortable talking to me as compared to before.

“You didn’t answer me by the way.”, he planted his hand on his face and looked directly at me.

“Answer what?”

“Why you were sitting in my place?”

“Right.”, well, might as well tell him the truth. Otherwise it’s just weird.

“I wanted to check out how it feels to be a manga protagonist.”, I added. While looking straight ahead.

“Manga protagonist? Since when were you into manga?”

“I’m trying out new things, alright?”

“Shouldn’t people suffering from amnesia do things they did before in order to regain their memories faster or something?”, he sighed and looked down.

Well, he’s correct so I can’t even deny that.

“I wanted to reinvent myself…”

“You’ve reinvented yourself enough…”, he looked at me through sorrowful eyes. He was trying his best to not cry. He wiped those almost tears away and sighed again before speaking, “I’m sorry… you’re the one who’s suffering the most…”

I’m not suffering but I can see why he would think that. If anything he looks to be suffering way more than me. Which makes sense, since they were friends, even if they fought for some reason.

“Hey.”, he looked towards me, “Why did we fight?”, I asked him to which he replied with a sigh.

“You don’t even remember so…”, Yes, I obviously don’t remember! I wasn’t even there!

“Yes, which is why I’m asking…”

“Let bygones be bygones.”, he interrupted me and smiled. How nefarious was the reason for us fighting that he did this? I can’t even ask Nari. I mean I could, but I’d rather not.

“I’ll tell you when your memories return.”, then that wouldn’t be me now would it? Fine, I don’t want to know the reason anyway. Which is a lie, I totally do but fine. Alright. Let’s move on. I’ll find out when this manga plot forces it to come out.

“Alright. Fine. Let bygones be bygones”

“You can’t really say that… you don’t know why we fought…”, now he’s making me angry. Alright, calm down. There is no point to this. Change the subject.

“What’s your favourite seat to sit in?”, what a way to change the subject.

“The one you’re sitting in right now…”, how obvious and how lucky. Bah, no wonder Akari fought with him. I want to fight with him and then we’d actually have a chance for bygones being bygones.

“I assume yours is the same, right?”

“Nope.”

“Then?”

I stand up and go to the opposite end of the classroom, right where Mary sits. It’s near the door. Perfect chance for fast entry and exist.

I sit down there and look at Kuroki.

“Because Mary sits there…?”, he asks. Of course he does and I must admit, it does play some teeny tiny part to it but it’s not that at all. He doesn’t need to know about the teeny tiny part either.

“What? Nooooo.”, I say in my most surprised voice possible. “What made you think that…”,why am I making this worse for me. Let’s change the subject, fast.

“Why were you here?”, I ask as soon as I could. This went much better than my last attempt, maybe with enough practise I’d be the world champion at changing the subject.

“I forgot something.”, he replied without missing a beat, went to his seat and pulled out a phone from the storage space.

“How can you forget your phone?”, I smirked.

“Bold words from someone who keeps forgetting his in his house.”, he smirked back. Akari, where’s the support? I can’t even retort back thanks to you but maybe.

“I don’t forget it anyone.”, I smiled.

“And all it took was all your memories.”, Wow. Was he like Akari’s best friend or something? Isn’t this how best friends usually roast each other?

“Sorry…”, he sighed.

“It’s fine. That was funny.”, I laughed as normally as I could. It was genuinely funny and I don’t know how to laugh properly so hopefully he gives me a break.

He smiled and soft saluted me. “I’ll see you.”, he added and I nodded in return before going back to the windows to check. The door opened and closed, I assume he left and thankfully, it looked like Nari left too. Here I thought her stalking skills were good. I guess she didn’t have enough patience or she’s hiding, I really hope she didn’t have enough patience.

I say a last goodbye to the classroom and go down, the school’s emptier than before and the sun is close to setting for the day. The orange hue really makes it seem pretty, maybe some people join clubs just to witness this in all its glory. I look around, carefully and as stealthy as possible, I am going to train my Nari sense as much as I can. Thankfully, she really doesn’t seem to be here.

Right, nope. Left. Nope. Might as well check if Mary’s here or not, a walk home together scenario would be lovely and, she’s not here either. Well, can’t win all my battles. I think I mostly did lose all of mine today, so can’t lose all of my battles either, right…?

As soon as I step outside the school, I realize that another day was over. I’m still stuck here with no hints of escape. From what I gather, I assume I have to continue the story after the hiatus and end the plotline but that’s just a guess; there’s a chance that I’m stuck here forever.

Here’s to hoping that’s not the case,. I sigh again. Here’s to hoping.

That’s a problem for future me anyway. I keep doing this and hoping that Akari will somehow come back and it’ll be his problem, but future me is still me and it still remains my problem. Yeah, I’ll really let future me handle this…

 Walking alone is kind of scary. I don’t know how they do it. An unknown road, in an unknown country, in an unknown… body. I might as well be an adventurer.
“Hey… I almost missed you…”, an exhausted voice came from behind me, a voice that I did not want to hear.

I didn’t look back, I simply ran for my life.