“See now, Kira. Both of us lose the person we love. We’re in this together…” Kagome utters, as she holds both of my arms. Our bodies colliding together, feeling her warmth wrapping around me.

“You won’t ever look at any girl again, because you’re mine.” she added, whispering those words as it gives a chill within my body.

I suddenly rise up from the bed as that word recalled within my dream. Catching my breath, sweat drips down. I feel the chill crawling throughout my body, reminiscing the words said by Kagome.

I took my phone and opens the screen. “Ugh… 3:00 am, huh?”

I just thought it was a dream.

I was just hoping it’s all but a dream at all. What am I doing? This story turns deranged the more I keep involving with the characters. This isn’t supposed to be happen.

My throat is parched; I need to drink water. Getting off my bed, I saw the book from the dim room, lying down on the floor. It’s the book I purchased in my previous life, and it’s also here.

Yet, all the contents are blank. The story appears as per the scenario I happen to see. It seems I’m the author of the book, and will tell the story by living in this reality. “Am I really reincarnated? How this is happened? I don’t know why this happened to me.”

Placing the book on the study table, I go downstairs to fetch some water. Gulping down the water from the glass, I feel somewhat refreshed. Now, my drowsiness is gone.

I don’t know what to do now. Should I check the book? I guess I should. All the things happened right now is written there. At least, I must make a countermeasure to prevent, or make this scene to stop.

I hurt both Kei and Kagome. At least, there must be a way to make it up to them. Going back to my room, I open the table lamp and sits on the chair. The book showing the title: “The Two After School” is the tale of two girls falling in love with each other.

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It’s the only thing I know, but what about the whole concept of the story? I was at the beginning when things unexpectedly happened. Now that I recall it, this might be a regret?

The thing happened to me, without knowing the remaining part of the tale between them. It all halted. Those thugs who ruined my life, causing distraught feelings when I was dying.

I cursed them, I told harsh words. Yet, within my heart is the dread of losing everything. The feeling of not seeing the people I love, the things I want and planning to do.

The feeling of not making myself see the future awaits for me.

And this turns to be my second life. I restart from scratch, but from the novel I bought from my previous life. To continue, to see what the true ending within this story.

Opening the book, I skim on the pages. Each gives a chapter from the happenings throughout the time I was here. From the time I woke up as the non-existent character, until the recent event where Kagome and I confront each other.

Everything happened, throughout this moment was written in here. It’s like a diary of mine, since it is written in my perspective.

The remaining blank pages serves as the remaining parts of the story.

This continuously written down, per my actions should make. Right, I’m the creator of this novel, and the reality I’m having is a simulation where all things happen as I take an action.

Well, if I can make it… since this is a kind of fiction reality, can I revamp the whole event? Can I make my existence unperceived by anyone? At least, I need to make things right.

Remembering the tears Kei shed as she saw me and Kagome together stings my chest.

I wasn’t sure why I do feel like that. But, I at least, want to make things right. That’s right; if I want to continue living in this world, I must revamp everything.

I must rewrite everything, and make the two heroines see each other. It’s their story, after all. But how should I make it? This seemed like there’s no way it can torn out.

Should I just rip it? I guess. Flipping the book from the first page, I tried to torn every pages with the written words. Crampling it with my hands, I throw it down the trash can.

“Since I’m the one making the story, I must revamp everything and end this the way how it should be.”

Right, I’m the writer, and this is my regret. I was looking forward to the wholesome story the author wrote, and want to know the happenings between Kei and Kagome.

I get the pen and starts to jot down the scene where I was at that time, changing the perspective of mine to Kagome. If this really is something magical, or mysterious…. I should change everything.

The wrong I made is to exist in this world. Now, I want everything to change. I want to make things right. And I want to see the two smiling to each other.

They both deserved to be loved and feel in love. The girls who are always been in this novel should end up together.

And for me, watching them blooming their romance is the happiest day of my life.