Trapped in the Past
Sweet Glasses

Dion shook his head quickly, rubbing his face. "Not nothing. I was suddenly drowsy because last night was staying up to draw something, "the reason is.

This was not the first time for Ruri, she had already seen Dion behave like this several times. Especially if the topic of their chat nudged about the Dion family. The originally radiant face was instantly bent like the weather, rapidly changing. The topic of conversation was diverted by Dion as quickly as lightning. Ruri wondered what the reason behind her attitude was.

"Where do you live in your family, Dion? I was wondering, why are you sniffing?"

This time Kagami asked. Ruri put on a fine ear, who knew Dion would answer that question if anyone other than himself asked.

Dion yawned, holding his head. "I'm a little dizzy from lack of sleep. I think I'm going back to class. Sorry, yeah."

That was how Dion was, not much Ruri knew about him. Every time this topic was discussed, if he could not switch the conversation, then he would leave for various reasons. Dion briefly smiled knots before his back was completely lost behind the classroom walls, but Ruri could see the knot smile was forcefully engraved. The fog in his eyes could not be covered.

"Dion knows a lot about me. But I don't know anything about Dion other than his drawing talent." Ruri is lethargic, leaning against the chair.

"There are things that must be kept secret. Maybe someday we will find out, be patient and just wait for that time to come. Dion won't be able to keep his mound for much longer, will he?"

Alita made a sound, her words were like a light that slowly shone on Ruri's bead. The glasses girl smiled faintly.

"Lu's right. Someday, Dion will definitely open up with us."

In his class Dion pretended to be asleep, but his mind was restless and cold sweat soaked his palms. His chest tightened, when a flash of his old memory blinked when the name of a fresh shop cafe was spoken by his friend.

He endured all the suffering alone. So neatly.

***

A few days passed and Dion remained the same. He pays attention to Ruri, sowing the seeds of more and more love for the girl. Take her for a walk on her buty bike, then draw something for the glasses girl. Nothing has changed, including her mouth still tightly locked about the past she closed.

The nameless relationship between Dion and Ruri is still going on today. Ruri paused and was about to confirm something. Is this feeling just pleasure or is it really a feeling of love? Dion only said that he admired Ruri, wanted to be friends with her and called her sweet. That's just nothing more. Ruri was curious, the warmth that surrounded the two of them was it called being in love?

Ruri's schoolhouse stops by one of the bookstores, walking to a row of shelves of novels of various genres. Long time he held doubts there, finally his choice fell on a novel by Bombin Stone, Mirror Love. The cover is interesting, maybe the contents are the same. Thought Ruri.

In the novel house, Ruri did not read it directly. The plastic cover is still attached there, never touch Ruri. His heart was filled with doubt. Is his action excessive? What if Dion actually seems to like other people and that's the reason why he didn't want to share his story with Ruri? Various negative thoughts undo his intentions. The novel was simply placed on the study table, without being touched at all.

Ruri too soon deduces that Dion loves her. He was too excited and didn't want to expect more. However, all the tempests stirring his emotions and thoughts instantly disappeared on that day, when he caught a sorrowful look in Dion's eyes, upon seeing him hurt.

His private car carried by Mr. Miko suddenly broke down on the way home from school. Not wanting to wait long in the workshop, Ruri decided to walk to her house.

His decision provoked a debate with Mr. Miko, considering it was too dangerous for the little girl to walk alone in the city crowd. Ruri is stubborn and indulges in many reasons until the debate is won by her. Ruri promised not to blame anything on Mr. Miko–sopirnya–if anything happens because this is Ruri's own decision.

Ruri walked leisurely along the sidewalk while reading a novel book. Every now and then he glanced at the book, dividing his focus on seeing the path he was stepping on. When the two pet dogs that were walking next to their owners were seen walking in the same lane as Ruri, the girl was immediately enveloped in fear. Considering he's phobic with a dog. Ruri also deviated from the path deliberately, not walking on the sidewalk, but walking on the path of the cyclist.

However, it is unfortunate for Ruri, not yet all that happened, a motorcycle allegedly driven by a pair of thieves thought that Ruri was playing a mobile phone, because she looked down while walking. As a result, the novel book in his hand was pulled by the thief and Ruri's body fell before being dragged in close range. Out of shock, Ruri fell silent on the spot.

When another passerby approached her, the various questions that were posed to Ruri at the time were ignored. Ruri was still in a state of shock, unwittingly her knees turned blood-colored.

"Wake, Son. Your book's ripped, but thank God you're okay." A man helped Ruri stand up. Upon awakening, the few pedestrians who swarmed over him slowly dispersed.

Ruri was pensive to see the book of her novel that had been destroyed, when her legs were about to step to reach the book, only then she realized the pain in the knee hit to the bone. Ruri whimpered, seeing the blood there. Eyes glazed.

"Basic sloppy. Why walk on the bike path, but the sidewalk has been created for pedestrians."

A heavy voice greeted him. The voice sounded familiar, Ruri turned her gaze to meet Dion.

"If this is the case, who is sick? You sloppy, sweet glasses."

Dion stopped his bike not far from where Ruri was standing, then stepped up to grab the ruined novel book, put it in his bicycle basket then looked at Ruri worriedly.

"Don't dumb. I'll take you home" Dion said again.

Ruri looked at Dion, capturing the sadness on the man's face. Ruri's face slowly wrinkled, her eyes glazed over. The pain as well as the shock he felt banged into one, without planning his tears to fall. He sniffled in front of Dion.

Dion smiled faintly. "Basically, girls are girls."

Finally Ruri was brought home by Dion. Along the way, he kept crying. Dion could only smile resignedly piggybacking on a crybaby girl like Ruri.

Arriving at Ruri's house was immediately questioned by many questions from her mother, as well as Dion. Until the wound was wrapped, then Ruri's eyes were completely dry at that time. He was hanging out in the living room with Dion in the other seat in front of him.

"Have you been feeling good?" ask Dion.

The tongue of Ruri kelu. He held back the embarrassment given his crybaby attitude earlier.

"Why did you show up at the right time? You're a fucking hero!" ketus Ruri turned her face away.

"How can I go home in peace when I accidentally see you walking away from the luxury vehicle carrying you? That's why I'm a tail. It turns out girls are still girls. They were whiny and gentle," replied Dion

Ruri ventured to look at Dion's face, slipping into the manic. "This gate ... What is it for you? Why are you paying attention?" With all the courage that exists, Ruri ventured to affirm the relationship between them. Restrict the warmth that enveloped them.

Dion smiled faintly. Returning Ruri's gaze. "The first impression at the beginning of the meeting, until this moment you have not changed in the slightest in my judgment. Beautiful, soft but firm. Your face is sweet wrapped in glasses. That's why I call you sweet glasses. I think that explains everything. You're special."

Ruri's heart is flowery. Not directly, but from the sentence managed to make Ruri shrouded in high confidence. Dion likes it, right?