2 Awakening

She looked at me bashfully, fidgeting around looking nervous waiting for my answer.

My mouth opened and closed a few times, there was when I opened it I want to ask "did you really love him?" and there were when I opened my mouth still wanting to confess my love for her but in the end I didn't say anything I just took my bag and when my back is turned against her I used my most normal voice to answer.

"Alright"

Then I walked out from the classroom while hearing the exited voice of the girl that I loved thanking me. It feels like my inside is even more twisted now.

I slowly walked out from the school with tears almost streaming out from my eyes and after I walked a few steps out of the school , the tears flowed down.

When other pedestrian walked past me, they whispered or they pointed toward me, there are even some bored one that recorded me but I didn't care I just walked on the path I was already familiar with, accompanying her walking to her house when she want to go home by walking or when she have to go home late.

My heart felt twisted and the pain intensified, damn why is the sky isn't raining, in the novel, anime, manga there is always rain to cover a characters tears, Where is my rain ! I shouted in my heart.

A wish suddenly emerged from my heart, 'why don't I just go back in time' this wish grows form a something small into a shout that occupied my heart.

At some point a felling emerged from my heart and a number '768' beside the hourglass turned into '767' and the sand that is slowly falling on the hourglass stopped and it begin to flow backward but of course I didn't notice it.

I also didn't notice that I entered an empty old building that is full of cracks. After I entered it I began to channel my anger into the pillar that supported the second floor I punched it punched ,punched ,and punched it.

I didn't even notice that the wound on my fist Is healing like something was reversing time on my fist, I also didn't notice that the crack on the floor above my head is expanding and the crack on the pillar that I am punching too.

Eventually the floor couldn't handle it anymore and it collapsed on me who is still punching the pillar.

BOOM!!!!!!

The dust flew up form the force of falling fragmented floor, thankfully the building is still supported by strong pillars.

inside the dust Michael was pierced by the sharp fragment and crushed by the larger one that should have killed someone still didn't killed him because his breathing is stable but he is unconscious.

Magically the fragment that pierced him slowly pushed out from his body and the stab wound healed while the heavier fragment moved to side because the leg it was crushing is reforming into its original shape.

Even after his body is healed, Michael remain unconscious. It is unknown what he dreamed but tears flowed down his face as he lay there with no one around.

Suddenly I opened my eyes only to see rubble and dust surrounding me and it give me a surprise so I sit up in hurry. A pain surfaced on palm as I pushed my hand against the ground, lifting my hand I saw that a piece of sharp stone stabbed into my palm and it is pushed out while my wound is healing.

"whoa!!!"

I shout in surprise as I stood up. Looking at the mess around me I tried to remember how did I end up in this situation while holding my head.

Then I remembered about my plan, about her asking me for help, me crying, venting my anger on a pillar.

At that point I looked at the mess surrounding me again, in that case did the floor collapsed because of me or some other reason? Even so how did I survive the collapse, then the scene where the sharp stone is pushed out from my palm resurfaced.

But still how? I have so many question but now I should go back after cleaning this mess and myself a bit. However I didn't found any blood or body part that could be used to identify me, hmm… even if there is they shouldn't have able to identify me since I didn't have a criminal record right?

Well I then left the scene sneakily, but how come no one here even though the collapse should cause some loud noise. Then I looked at the building I come out from, perhaps is it because it is some rumored haunted house considering the scary looking building that I am seeing, how did I even have the courage to enter this place.

On the way home I closed my eyes to try to remember did I have this ability and if I do since when, but right after I closed my eyes I was stunned by the scene I am seeing because the sand on the hourglass is moving upward filling the upper part just like a reverse version of the normal one and the number on the hourglass decreased.

All my life it never decreased always increasing, perhaps… this has to do with with that supernatural healing speed.

Thinking I discovered a part of the secret within me I switched my thought into my ugly, miserable display and I remembered all the setback, trauma, sadness that many fictional and non-fictional character ever experienced.

It make me realize that all of us have a different limit and tolerance toward something in my case it's heart break.

Perhaps I already know that she always treated me as her best friend but she never, never saw me as a possible love interest, if I am not her best friend how could she asked me a man something like that.

Ahh… finally I know how hurt it is to be friend-zoned, it must have hurt huh… all non-main character and some pitiful main character.

Thinking this made a smile creep on my face without me knowing it.