Chapter 19

                                    

                                          


                          
Previously
                          
I gave a sadden sigh though melted at Sophia confession. Still I couldn't help but dim that I didn't get her anything for today. "I 'ope I could 'ave given you somez'ing for today, I'm sorry."
                          
"Worry not, mon ange, there's always more Mouthsaries for you to make-up with." I was content at hearing that from Sophia and was happy to deliver a kiss that I've wanted to give. She made the night unforgettable.
                          
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『Sophia』
                          
I was starting over, enrolling once again to pass third grade in the age of 10 for my recovery was needed to be ensured to progress right, medicines and countless tablets, I was really excited for this chance to meet new people other than the people in the hospital hall, or nurses, or even the old people that was so kind to talk to me once in a while. 
                          
When Dr. Alan –yes he's been my doctor throughout the years but he appeared halfway through Doctor Lento observation of me –had encourage my mother to let me try-out for the world and school seem to be the first thing to come in her mind. She was really hesitated, worried for my health and for the world she will be introducing to me.
                          
It turns out to be really weird for me, being the oldest among every classmate, and I felt really... outcast since the young felt hesitated to talk to me. Therefore, I've become really quiet and observant, also using teachers' lectures as a distraction to this feeling. My only chances to talk to my classmate were whenever we were partnered. Though this boy, Noah, he really did talk to me. I wasn't really welcome by anyone else than him, I was even mocked for being two years old older than them but Noah didn't do that to me. He befriended me and understands me and... he was charming I admit.
                          
He was also weird, even the teachers of the whole school didn't like him any bits. He was... in any sense, insane, but I didn't believe that. "I'm different, and they can't handle that." He quoted to me then, "But you're different too, you wouldn't be here with me if you're aren't." and I've believed him. "So... with you, my world had begun to turn beautiful."
                          
I was keen to have him as my friend... but this need blinded me when he begins to act strange. Not my Noah-you're-my-friend strange but Noah-what-did-you-do strange. At first, there were dead rabbits scattered in the hall with their... insides out. I believed him when he said it wasn't him... even though I knew his collection of rabbits in his household.
                          
Then, he told me it wasn't him that loosens the screw of each swings of the school's playground of the preschoolers' side of the campus, 5 students were reported hurt, one had his bones broken because of the impact of his fall. I believed Noah over the gossips.
                          
This gone on for half of the year –even adults wasn't safe with his doings, he says it was a prank but I wasn't brave enough to say it wasn't funny –and maybe it was my fear of being outcast again; having no friend would lead me... alone again. So I believed him when he said it wasn't him when I knew it was; it was a lie he coated with innocent smile.
                          
But... then, before we moved on to fourth grade. He was reported missing with a 7 years old found dead in the playground, her anatomy told there were assault of rape, her chest rip open because of the constant dug of a knife.