SOLAR & The Specialists
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Even though tomorrow was the match day everyone was waiting for, Reagan did not feel nervous in the least. He still does his daily activities as usual. Coming home from school he went straight to his protege's house to teach private English lessons. He went home and helped me sell fruit. After dusk, he can take a bath and rest. He also used the time off to do some PR for the next week.

The clock was showing at eleven o'clock at night when all the PR was done. Reagan waited for drowsiness to come by doing math and physics exercises at once. To help her concentrate, she plays playlists of songs on her phone to listen to while studying. That night he dissolved in numbers and formulas. He didn't give a chance to anything beyond that. Reagan tried hard. Hard enough that when Selena's name crossed her head for a split second, her concentration instantly collapsed. He put the pencil down violently and then sighed.

Though he only needs to stay busy until his sleepiness comes in order to immediately sleep and not think about Selena at all. But he can't. Selena's face has been constantly popping up in her head all day. Selena's change in attitude is considered to be very upsetting. Unknowingly, he had written Selena's name on top of the practice book with the pencil he was holding. Strangely, his heart was always pounding even with his name alone. He can't control it. Once aware of what he had just done, Reagan immediately deleted the writing in a hurry until the paper was torn.

"What meda?"

Reagan turned his head from his study table and clicked his tongue with a bang when he found Selena's shadow sitting on the edge of his bed. Even now he imagined it too. Reagan ruffled his hair in frustration. The shadow of Selena stood up to him. Now both hands are held by Selena's shadow hand so as not to grab her hair again. Selena's shadow looks real. Reagan was surprised. Hurriedly he covered his own mouth so as not to disturb the Father who was sleeping in the next room.

"Selena???" Reagan's eyes widened in surprise.

The classmate who often appeared and disappeared in his head nodded. "What meda?" Deuteronomy.

"What are you doing here?!" Reagan Whisperers. He moved to make sure the window was still locked. "Where did you come in?!!" Now she begins to doubt her own sanity by imagining Selena in her bedroom at midnight.

Is he a ghost?, he thought.

"Oh, that..." This real-life figure in front of him scratched his forehead, seemingly thinking. "I made myself small enough to fit through your windows."

"Huh?" Reagan did not understand at all, as if the figure in front of him was communicating with Swahili.

"I didn't mean to come tib-.. eh?"

Reagan collapsed to the floor. He fainted.

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Solar did not mean to scare Reagan by appearing suddenly before him in the middle of the night. But he has no other purpose. The plan's all messed up. He had no time to erase Theo's memory of Jazho or himself because Christian's family had come. He also did not have time to commit suicide by burning down Selena's house. The plan didn't work. Once Theo finds out the truth about him, Solar might dare to return to that environment. Solar has to go so that everyone doesn't find it. She was scared because now everyone knew Selena was dead. The owner of this body has been found in a lifeless state. How could he show up and face everyone? They must have thought that Selena was killed by him.

The only place that comes to Solar's mind is Reagan's house. Solar is too upset to make plans for an appearance that does not surprise Reagan. Reagan suddenly fell unconscious. Solar was sure to hear a 'bugg' when Reagan's forehead hit the floor. Solar confusion. He moved Reagan's body on the bed and touched his forehead in order to channel the energy to make Reagan conscious. Anyway, Solar needs his help.

Reagan woke up with a jolt. He sat down and saw that Solar was still in his room.

"Not until three minutes." Answer Solar.

Reagan gulped. "Why are you here?" Reagan's eyes were both twisted in fear. She still did not accept the fact that Selena appeared in her room.

"I need your help, Reagan."

Reagan snorted, "What are you really?"

Solar reached out her hand, but Reagan pulled himself all the way to the corner of the room. He was afraid to touch her.

"If you give me a chance to make you see, will you open your mind wide?" Solar asked back.

"See what?" Ask Reagan. He pulled the blanket up to his neck.

"I'll show you." Solar again extended his hand. He allowed Reagan to decide. If Reagan still doesn't believe it, then Solar won't force it.

Reagan gulped. He looked at Solar's outstretched hand. His common sense was arguing to accept his words or not.

"Tell me first what's going on, then I'll consider your offer."

"You won't believe it if I say it."

Reagan was silent for a moment. What Solar says is true. Reagan figured that the things Solar was going to say must be absurd. Now the choice is in his hands. This figure in front of him wouldn't hurt him, right?

"I'm not going to hurt you. All I'm asking for is one chance for you to believe." Solar read Reagan's mind.

"All right." Reagan threw the blanket. "I'm also wondering what kind of crap you're gonna give me"

Solar touched his arm. At the same time, Reagan's mind seemed to be pulled by force and carried adrift through space and time.

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