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For Boueibu Characters Week - Day 3: Ice cream @boueibu-cw

He hadn’t felt so empty inside in years. So much had happened, he had changed so much, he was trying so hard to change and fix everything so that everything would finally be in the right place. Now that he had learnt to smile again and be fond of others ... Now that everything felt right, felt so right as it hadn’t felt in years ... It was all over. It was over again. And it was different, a completely different sense of loneliness that creeped him out. He, no, everyone was about to jump into darkness, into the most absolute unknown. That room felt like home and he couldn’t believe he was about to leave it forever. He was supposed to not have the keys to his dwelling anymore. And it felt so wrong, so rushed to abandon his dwelling all of a sudden after that meaningless ceremony, that he found himself lying just in order to survive. The keys? He had ‘forgotten’ them. There was no way the principal would steal them from him. Not tonight. He needed his home way too much. He needed some time alone, some silence. There was nothing wrong with it, right? Right after the ceremony, everything was loud and confusing and it already felt like the distant memory of a past he didn’t want to let go of. Snapping at loud students and asking for silence through his corridor? No, he didn’t have that power anymore. He had lost it the moment the ceremony ended. He let the crowd swallow him for a second so that his friends (friends!) would lose and forget about him. He needed some time alone, some time to think, some time to make peace with himself. He had entered his room and looked outside the window, but Ibushi and Akoya reached him before he could let out his fears to those silent walls who had welcomed him so gently. Much to his surprise, their intrusion hadn’t annoyed him at all, but rather, he felt his heart throbbing with love and a sense of welcoming and wished to enjoy their last time together as the Student Council as much as he could. And he did! He did! ... But he still needed a private farewell. Having felt alone for so much time, his soul still seeked silence and comfort in concepts and objects. And that room, that room was a person of its own, it was too important for him. He couldn’t leave it forever like that, with his friends, as if it never truly mattered, as if it was just a room, just an empty box. It just felt wrong. For this reason, he came back at night. He felt so stupid, but he had no choice. He sat in his room, on his chair, and many memories flashed in front of his eyes like frames of a timeless, secret movie only he could enjoy. He looked down. All of it was gone, it was all gone already. He felt tears forming in his eyes and decided to let them flow freely and wet his desk. So that maybe, maybe ... He could be at his desk forever, on his chair, being a good President with Ibushi and Akoya talking on the couch, and secretly enjoying everything wrong there was with Binan High. He smiled a little at the thought, and after an agonizingly sweet eternity, he stood up and left. His time was over. As he left the school and locked the doors, he looked thoughtfully at the keys in his hand. It wouldn’t have been too much of a crime if he lost them or kept them forever, right? He put them back in his pocket and smiled as he left the school. For the last time.

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