[This will be in 3rd Pov. It's my first try so it might not be good, so if you would just please try bearing it for a couple of chapters.]
{Present Time}
Although nothing serious has taken place yet, nothing serious has been revealed yet but it seems like
"Why did you think of it like that…?" I asked him.
"I don't know… I just thought of it. But don't you think I was right…?" Peter asked me as he seemed baffled and disputed himself.
"Me? If I were present at that time I wouldn't think twice to slap you right at your face," I said instantly without giving much thought to it.
"W-Why!?" His expressions were perplexed.
"Have you ever thought why people like me don't usually talk much?" I asked him.
"You are afraid of their reactions," he said.
"Yes, that's one possibility. But you don't point it out to the person. It's insulting and infuriating to the person," I said, "You straight out said those things although your intentions might have been for the good, yet the path you took wasn't the right one."
"... I don't get it…" he said.
"You won't," I said.
"Huh? Why…?" he asked.
"It's like there is a crack between people like me and people like you. You can't come to this side whenever you want and leave whenever you want. The difficulty introverts face isn't something you can understand. Ever," I said, "It's something you either experience it yourself or you don't."
"..."
"Just continue," I said.
…
{Back to the Third Person, Peter's Truth}
"If? You are just like HIM. Only Allen knows what it really means to be HERE," Ryan exclaimed as he shoved aside Peter.
"W-Wha-!" Before he could say anything Ryan fled outside the court leaving Peter guilty, rejected, sorry, and awkward.
"He is just like everyone else…" Ryan said as he tried not to let his emotions get the better of him.
…
As Peter was trying to find an opportunity to apologize to Ryan even though Peter still didn't understand why Ryan made him guilty for saying those words.
"Where are you now…?" Peter muttered to himself as he wandered around the cafeteria. And that's when he noticed a figure he always seemed to be cautious of.
"Hey," Peter called out to him.
"..." the person passing by the cafeteria ignored Peter's call.
"Allen, I am talking to you," Peter said.
"..." Allen still didn't pay any attention to him.
"Allen!" Peter held onto Allen's arm and pulled him back, "H-Huh?"
Although Peter didn't use his strength, yet Peter was surprised that he still couldn't shake Allen.
"What is it…?" Allen asked as he shook Peter's arm.
"I was calling you since back there and you didn't respond to any of it," Peter said as he extended his arm to the entrance of the cafeteria.
"So?" Allen didn't care a speck of it.
"So- Anyway I wanted to talk to you for a couple of minutes," Peter said.
"Why?" Allen asked him.
"Just for a couple of minutes," Peter said, "It won't take much time."
"Again, why?" Allen didn't seem to care if it was a minute or even a second, from his perspective he wanted to know the reason for Peter approaching.
Ever since the entrance ceremony, it was the first time Peter tried to talk to Allen, so it was obvious that Allen would put on a defense.
"... I want to know about Ryan," Peter got the gist that he wouldn't be able to pursue Allen without answering him.
"Ryan? What about him…?" Allen asked him.
"That's why I said I need to talk," Peter said, "Let's just sit somewhere first."
"... I suppose we can do that," Allen replied.
…
{Present Time}
"Aren't you just a lousy talker?" I asked peter.
"Why…?" he asked as he was dumbfounded.
"Why didn't you just ask me about Ryan? Instead of taking a roundabout route? Just ask me where Ryan was," I said.
With all these things, even though I can't seem to remember all this, I am for certain that all the things that he has done till this point included me in hating him.
"W-What? It wasn't jus- wait maybe it was… just let me continue! Don't intervene," Peter seemed a bit agitated.
I am assuming he wasn't aware of this.
"Go ahead," I said.
"So we found a bench at the side of the main ground-"
…
{Back to the Third Person, Peter's Truth}
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Allen asked as he wanted to finish this as soon as possible.
"Tell me how you bonded with Ryan," Peter said.
"What?"
"I said- How you bo-"
"No, I hear completely fine. I was just a bit confused by your question," Allen said as he intervened Peter from saying that phrase again.
"I see… so how did you? I haven't seen him talking to anyone but you," Peter said.
"How do you know that? Are you stalking me? Or are you stalking him?" Allen came to a conclusion.
"No…! Why would you think it is like that? I am just saying that whenever I see him talking it's with you and with no one else," Peter said.
"Why do you care?" Allen straightforwardly said it.
"I-I just want to know him better…" Peter couldn't exactly find the reason to speak but inside him, he knew the right answer.
Peter didn't actually want to know Ryan more clearly but instead, his intention was to find out why he was rejected back at the basketball court. And even more why was Ryan enraged by Peter's deduction.
"Really?" Allen might not have revealed the fact that he already knew Peter wasn't telling the truth but Allen was still able to put on a fake face.
"Y-Yes…"
"But why all of a sudden? You could have tried to talk to him at the start of the session," Allen said.
"... I c-could have," Peter couldn't find a way to find the right words at the moment as his face seemed pretty confused, "Just tell me how you got close to him…!"
"You are acting weird," Allen said, "I don't want to get dragged into messy, I am leaving."
"W-Wait!" Peter lunged forward to hold Allen down but this time it was different.
"I don't like being held onto suddenly," Allen glared at Peter as he slide sideways, evading Peter's palm.
"!?" experiencing the gaze first handed, Peter flinched and even his pants rigged against each other.
"Don't ever do that," Allen said, "I don't know about others but don't act all chubby with me. I am not your friend."
Although Peter seemed to believe that he had warmed to almost everyone in the whole class, his delusion was just shattered.
"Are you really sure you want to get close to Ryan because you want to know him better or is it just that you want your paradise where everyone likes you?" Allen stated as he gleaned at Peter in slight disgust but was hidden from the facade.
"... D-Don't just come to a conclusion like that. I don't have ever thought of it like that. You don't eve- even… know… me…?" while Peter was enraged he seemed to have realized something.
"What happened…?" Allen asked.
"N-Nothing… you can go. Thanks for talking with me," Peter said politely, although his mind was still on the other thing.
"..." even though Allen didn't understand what really happened right there, nevertheless he left Peter behind with a carefree look on his face, without putting on a facade.
"That's what happened there…" Peter came to realize that his conclusion wasn't wrong but the situation was the one to blame.
Allen hasn't been with Peter to know him that well still Allen stated something that ticked off Peter at a point. Similarly, Peter did that unconsciously with Ryan.
The moment when all the dots seemed to have been connected Peter ran at the trail left behind on the grass by Allen.
"Allen! Wait a minute…!" Peter yelled as he ran at his fastest pace.
"What is it now…?" Allen asked with an expression of exhaustion.
"Where do you think Ryan could be right now…?" Peter asked.
"Where do you think introverts do at times like this?" Allen gave the direction to Peter.
"Where?"
Peter looked around and noticed the hustling-and-bustling as far as his eyes stretched. And that's when it clicked.
"..." Allen understood that expression and went on ahead without saying another word.
…
With no place in mind, Peter ran across hallways, but the thing was for sure that he needed to find a place that separates it from the crowd.
"Where? Where could he be?" Peter asked himself, "Where would I be if I were in his shoes…?"
Even though Peter's intentions were never meant to hurt Ryan, he unconsciously did things that changed how Ryan saw him. Just being who you are can hurt someone, is something Peter was beginning to understand.
"Where is h-!"
When all hope seems to have been lost, a glint blew right in front of him.
The light shone much brighter than ever, sunlight glistened on Peter nevertheless his gaze didn't shift. He was determined not to lose sight of it again.
TO BE CONTINUED…