Chapter 2: Cloud
The name of a person is like a lump of cotton with water floating in the sky along with the blue expanse of sky that is always with it. A soft white ready to be torn sheds the liquid of life. Moving slowly
The sunny weather with sunlight, among which managed to break through the ventilate above the window with clear glass, right illuminated Neil who was like paying attention to the teacher's explanation when his mind drifted exploring indy ways.
Neil admits he always likes the morning sunshine that warms his body, as well as a bit of his long-frozen heart. But since when did Neil care about himself.
Neil folded his hands on the table, then he put his head on the folds of his hands. He tries to close his eyes and prepare for a dream, but Neil remembers he's never dreamed in his whole life and Neil doesn't know what it's like. Just empty and empty.
When he started to get comfortable and almost fell asleep, he suddenly felt uncomfortable like someone was looking at him from the left. Neil shudders, should he turn around?
Neil upholds the body, his eyes venturing to the left looking for anyone who dares to disturb his sleep.
Oh!
"Skylar!" Neil unknowingly shouts and waves loudly at Skylar who is standing outside the classroom. Look at him. Neil gave a big smile.
Neil doesn't know why the twins didn't take the time to stop and see him. Usually, he always squeals or pretends not to look and look at him as if he hates. And again it feels like Neil's always seen Skylar everywhere lately whether it's a coincidence or not. And they occasionally exchanged glances and Skylar always looked at him with a sense of resentment. Neil never knew what he was doing wrong until Skylar hated him in such away.
Seconds of the clock as if slowing down, he can see Skylar's eyes slowly sharpening. Perhaps it seemed to be conscious of his stupidity Skylar left in a quick step. Makes Neil loosen his smile.
Then he came to his senses and shuddered when he felt many pairs of eyes in class staring at him. "The kids are focused, the lesson hours are still going on." His teacher passed by considering that the incident had never happened and again explained.
Neil was silent, looking blankly at the white chalkboard full of scribbles. "You, okay?" asked someone half-whispered next to Neil. He turned his gaze to the girl and gave a thin smile in response.
"Yes," replied Neil. The girl shrugs indifferently and refocuses herself forward.
"Lia, may I borrow a pen," Neil said quietly, the girl turned to raise her eyebrows confused. Then the next second he took the pen in his bag and gave it to Neil.
"Don't be behind it. Just take me alms." Lia. Michelia Champeca, the girl's name, went back to the book to write about what she had just given.
Neil co-wrote whatever was on the board he poured into his notes. Neil's mind suddenly branches out uncontrollably, hovering over a tangled thread, leaving him almost screaming in frustration. He didn't want to think about anything but the thought came into his head, alternately without him being able to control, about random things he didn't know. Like a broken television that flickers.
"You don't want to, let's go to the UKS." Michelia suddenly pulls Neil's arm slowly to get out of his stool. He lowered his hand which had unknowingly grabbed his hair. Neil was still silent, his head suddenly dicing and spinning. This happens often. After the follow-up does not know the time.
The girl raised her right hand. "Sir, I have permission to go to the medical room. Neil's not feeling well."
The able-bodied teacher nodded in response. Without wasting time Michelia pulled Neil's hand up and led him to go to the medical room. Neil seems to have only given up that he is now even led by a girl who is even taller than Neil, as his head is disguised and messes up his balance.
"Lia, there shouldn't be," Neil said softly along the corridor. Then continued, "Shame."
"And let you be in pain. I can't see my friend's trouble."
When they arrived, Neil put himself in one of the health room beds. Neil's eyes explore finding that no one is on duty, and Michelia is busy looking for drugs in the corner of the room. Neil occasionally massages his temples, this time his head feels throbbing as if pumped and ready to explode.
Michelia, who was approaching Neil, handed him medicine and a glass of water. Neil took his medicine with a sip of water. Then he started lying on his back on the bed, relaxing.
Michelia sits in a bedside chair, watching Neil begin to close his eyes.
"Oh, my God, Skylar. Your head." Hearing Michelia's screams, Neil opens his eyes. His bright brown bead widened to find Skylar walking to the bed behind his with his forehead dripping with blood. Skylar ignores Michelia's screams and is unaware of Neil's presence, then chooses to lay himself on the bed.
Neil descends towards Heaven, holding his shoulder to make him sit down. Skylar looks surprised and refuses Neil's help. However, he can only be silent after getting a stare from Neil and he can't fight back when his head is pulsing in pain.
Michelia came with a container of medicine for wounds as well as plaster. He was about to treat Skylar, but Neil restrained him and let Him treat Skylar. Michelia grumbles that teachers or students are so careless about leaving the medical room unattended that they are unable to treat someone who is suddenly sick to get in here. Michelia thinks it's possible that if there's nothing she and Neil can make sure Skylar will let his wounds be taken for granted.
Neil cleans the blood with a cotton swab with alcohol. Now and then Skylar cringes with soreness.
"You deliberately made my head hurt more?" Skylar several times pushed Neil's hand which touched his wound again.
"I want to treat it. Don't protest much."
Michelia couldn't bear to ask, "Why is it like this?"
Skylar glances at Michelia, "None of your business."
Michelia just sighed heavily. Then he looked at Neil and gave me the code.
"What's this wound for, Skylar?" Neil said softly so Skylar could tell him. He sees Skylar's eyes moving uneasily like he wants to answer but hesitates. Neil doesn't see any hatred in Skylar's eyes this time, making him ask questions to his heart.
"Okay. I'm not going to ask you again." After giving the red remedy around the wound, he covered it with gauze and pressed it.
"Aw, it hurts brother. You always press hard." Skylar strokes the wound slowly, grumbling.
"Brother?" Michelia is shocked when Skylar spontaneously calls Neil's brother. Neil who heard it only thought of it as the wind then. It's possible that Skylar thought that the one who treated him was his brother. But Neil remembers that Skylar was an only child or because their Skylar-like faces considered him his twin.
"My classmate accidentally dropped a vase of flowers on my forehead." It seems to Neil that Skylar is diverting the conversation.
"How can it be? Where?" Neil somehow became concerned.
"You ask a lot. My head's getting sicker, here." Skylar laid back his body.
Neil became a little annoyed, then his hand was outstretched on the gauze-clad wound and patted him quite tightly. The sound of pain and laughter instantly filled the health room.
In between her laughter, Michelia concludes that Neil she used to know is different when she meets Skylar and that she feels that Neil and Skylar's relationship is like a brother.' Yes, feel. True or not.
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