S1E10: The War is Begin (Part 6)

We are now in my basement. A hidden place inside my house where no one knows this room exists. This is like my retreat place, whenever I don't want my whereabout knows by people outside my house. "Don't tell anyone about this place..." I firmed my voice.

She furrowed her brow. "What to do with me, then?" She asked, as she sits next to me. "I thought... you're not like to watched TV."

"This place is my hidden room. That's the reason, I told you to close your eyes." She hummed.

No one talk. None of us want to talk except a sound from TV. She choose Waku-Waku Japan TV channel. I like J-Drama as well. Especially, Kakegurui Live Action. It talked about gambling, psychology, thriller, and Shoujou-Ai. Shoujou-Ai means girls love in Japanese language.

I heard her growled in desperate. "What's wrong?" I put on my phone and looked at her.

"Why your favorite are National Geographic, NatGeo People, Discovery Channel, and MezzoTV? What the fuck are they doing? Did they not thirsty?!" I closed my eyes. When someone commenting bad about opera music, ballet, or orchestra while the shows are still ongoing, it makes me pissed.

I want to leave the theatre as soon as possible if someone did that. I know she is my 'crush,' but it's not polite commenting something or someone while the shows are still ongoing. They prepare it for months, even a year just for hours.

It's a hard-working job. I should re-watch this show. "Can you show me the info of the show?" I asked her. Rose press the info button. It's Hamlet. One of Shakespears' masterpiece.

My mom always mocked me whenever I heard opera song by called them a 'ghost-songs.' The truth is it's not a ghost-song as my mom claimed. It's an art! My mom did not know how difficult it was to control the high or low tone to synchronize with their script and acting.

I'm clapping my hands, as if I watched it inside the theatre. That was a good show. "Why are you clapping?" She furrowed in her brow.

I get back to sit. "It's my appreciation for the actor and actress. They performance was stunning." She sighed. "Have you watched Les Misérables?" Rose try to opened the memory.

"It's 2012 movie. Hugh Jackman, Anne Hathaway, Russel Crowe? Does anyone I said rings a bell?" She shook her head, then change the channel into HBO.

Lyrics and Music. What a classic romance is. "Do you know this movie?" Rose lay her head on my shoulder and hugged her knee. This is awkward. I cleared my throat, but she's did not respond it.

"Do you have a music channel such as MTV, or V channel?" She looks into my eyes.

I pulled her closer and stared into her eyes. Something blocked me from getting inside of her mind. Who are you? Why you won't let me get inside to your mind? Rose pulled me closer, and she sticks her lips into mine.

I can feel butterflies inside my stomach. My heart beat fast. What's wrong with me? She pushed me away and left me alone with this indescribable feeling. I turned off the TV and sighed.

I lay my body on the couch and start thinking about what she did to me. Fuck. That was my first kiss. She should be responsible for it, but what about her? What if she come back to me?

I closed my eyes and try to forget what happened earlier. Minutes passed, and I can't sleep. "Lobak?" I opened my eyes. Rose. What she's doing here? "A-Am I... disturbing?" She looks at me.

"No, you're not." She sits next to me with a bottle of water.

"About earlier..." she bites her lips. "I'm sorry," It's not perfect time to discuss, but I don't care. At least we have a conversation. She put her head on my shoulder and looked into my eyes.

My heart starts to beating fast. I can smell her perfume. "It's my first kiss," I said.

Rose furrowed her brow. "First kiss? Seriously?! I thought you like to sleeping with strangers." Rose hold my arm tightly. She literally wants to kill me.

"Believe me or not." Ugh! I'm bored. I want to picked my phone, she's here. None of us start talking. She scrolled through her phone, and I didn't know what I'm doing.

I want asked her about something, but I don't have the courage to talk about it. This is frustrating. "My friend... asked me to come to her place. Can I take my day off?"

I took a deep breath and looked at her. There's a type of girls I like. One, she's beautiful from the inside. Two, her sassy attitude. Rose is between one and two. One and the half. She could become sassy, and kind at the same time. Besides sassy and kind, I like her.

She was the first person, who slapped me in the face. It's like a douche rich playgirl meets a woman like her. Sassy, dangerous, and born from downtown. Though love made who she is. It's a typical romance genre. The rich and the poor.

"Hey, are you okay? It's like you dozed off..." She said as she waved her hand in front of my face.

"I'm sleepy, sorry," I said as I rubbed my eyes. From her effort until tonight, she deserves it. "Do you want to have a staycation at your friend's place?" I just want to make sure she wants it.

"No, we just... hang out," Okay, cool.

I don't like to hang out. I'm not a people person. Whenever Kenzie or Sarah asked me to leave my house, I prefer to hide inside this basement with my blanket.

"I want... go to sleep. Night." She stood up and stretching her muscle. "If you need anything, just call me."

I hummed and turned off the TV. Maybe playing game will make me sleepy. I stood up and walked to the corner of my room and insert my card. This is my favorite arcade game, Wangan Midnight Maximum Tune.

When I was a child, I watched the anime. On Sunday morning, watching with my brother. The anime starts at 11 AM sharp! I remember because it always appear in the newspaper the day before.

I am even already in high rank. Sometimes, I played in Time Zone or went to XXII or Cinema 21 to racing with another player. Okay, it's time to focus. I stepped on the gas and put my right hand on the gear. It's time to race!