Then wiped away my tears.
"I didn't realise how wrong I was to do that until recently when I almost lost everything...But I still chose to run away instead of fighting because I'm not confident...I felt bad because Ohm was doing his best for me when I felt that there was no hope left so I chose to sleep over staying with him and trying to be good enough" I said.
Then looked at her and smiled.
"I needed to rest...But now that I'm awake...I really wish I can get out of here and see him again" I said.
"What was your dream then? You never talked to me about that" She said.
"I wanted to be an architect" I said smiling.
"Try to remember that time then...When you and Chimon talked about your dreams...Try to recall that happiness and recreate it if possible...Do your best from now on ok?" She asked.
I leaned my head back then closed my eyes in thought.
(Flashback six years ago)
At that time me and Mon were still in highschool...
He was over at my house.
I sat down on my bed and he traced my guitar with his fingertips.
"Why is it so dusty? You should take better care of it" Chimon said.
"Oh come on...It's not like I want to become a musician" I said whining.
"You're talented...You should stick with that as a hobby" He said.
Then sat down next to me and put my guitar on my lap.
"Play something for me" He said.
I smacked his shoulder.
"Am I your slave or something?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
He smacked my head in return.
"You always copy my homework so yes you're a slave" He said.
I shook my head and put the guitar aside.
"No I won't I'm lazy" I said.
He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes.
"Fine whatever" He said.
"Are you sulking?" I asked.
"No" He said.
We fell silent for a few minutes and I layed down on the bed.
I patted the spot next to me asking him to lay down too.
He did and we both looked at the ceiling.
"Do you have a dream?" He asked suddenly.
"Of course I do" I said.
"What is it?" He asked.
"Well...Since I was ten...I always wanted to be a well known architect like my father" I said.
"It must be nice" He said.
Then closed his eyes.
"What about you?" I asked.
He didn't say anything at first that I thought he fell asleep so I rolled my eyes.
"A programmer" He said suddenly.
"Huh?" I asked.
Then sat up.
"You have the potential to go into politics...Wouldn't your parents be disappointed?" I asked frowning in confusion.