Pervert!

"Luka, wake up. It's morning."

"Luka, you will be late for school. Get up"

"Luka, you will be late."

"Mmm, what are you talking about? I don't go to school."

"Did you forget what happened to Ana?"

"Ah!" I sat up and said, "Yeah, that did happen."

"Get up now."

"I am up, now get out."

Lily pulled me out of bed and left the room.

Sigh~

This all feels unreal.

Last week, Ana got into an accident when she was on a mission and got infected by the impurity.

It was a C rank monster.

Since she was alone, there was no one to extract the infection from her body, and the infection reached her brain.

Doctors extracted the infection from her but, "She has temporary memory loss."

I will just look after her until she regains her memory.

The doctors said she would regain her memories within two weeks.

"Once she regains her memories, I will stop going to school."

I glanced at her window, which was open but covered with a curtain.

Is she awake? I should check.

I stretched my arms and said, "Going through the door is kind of a pain, so I will just check from the window."

I opened my window and jumped on her window as I drew her curtain.

Ana was...Ana was in her underwear.

Pink!

I closed my eyes and thought, 'I see, I am still dreaming. I should wake up now.'

I opened my eyes and went back to my room to grab my phone, thinking, 'If I am still dreaming, then it's okay if I take some photos, right?'

Yeah, it's okay. It's my dream I can do whatever I want. And it's been a while since I had a dream like this.

I went back to Ana's room with my phone.

She was still there, standing in the same pose.

I set my camera to twenty shots per second and moved the phone to different angles to get some nice shots.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?! Pervert"

She can speak?!

She seems kind of angry. What is she angry about? This is my dream.

"Hey Ana, can you change your pose now--"

Before I could finish what I was saying, I received a fine blow on my face.

I was sent back to my room. I almost passed out.

"Ouch!"

This is pretty realistic for a dream, and it hurts too.

I closed my eyes as I took a deep breath and said, "So this is not a dream."

This is not a dream...hmm?!

"If this is not a dream, then…"

I immediately turned back and glanced all over the floor to search for my phone, but I couldn't see it anywhere.

Suddenly, my body was covered by a shadow.

I instantly recognized the shadow.

I slowly turned back and saw Ana standing on the window.

"You saw me in my underwear, and instead of apologizing, you took photos of me, huh?"

I gulped down in fear.

I noticed that my phone was in her hand.

I gulped down again.

She was doing something on my phone.

Actually, I know what she is doing. What else would she do?

She is deleting her pictures I just took. And she is wearing proper clothes now; her school uniform.

It looks like I really did pass out from her punch.

"So?" she threw my phone at me and said, "You have something to say in your defense?" as she cracked her fists.

"It wasn't me. It was my twin brother."

She furrowed her eyebrows and said, "Twin brother?"

"That's right. It wasn't me. It was my twin brother. I was trying to keep it secret, but it can't be helped--"

"Since when did you have a twin, huh?"

"Since this morning!"

"So where is he now?"

"He died!"

"He died?"

"Yes!"

"I see."

"Yeah, so I will go eat breakfast" I turned around and said, "See you at the school."

"How about I send you to your brother?"

She kicked my back with no mercy.

Did she really lose her memory? She is beating me like always though.

"Pervert"

She kept calling me a pervert with her teary eyes and a flushed face.

What is this feeling? I feel...

"Can you say it one more time?" I requested.

I feel so excited!

She walked to me and stood in front of me with her tea..ry--where did tears go?

I guess this is my end.

It was a good life...at least, my moments with her.

I gazed at her, and her glare was merciless.

"So?" she cracked her fists and said, "Any last words?"

"I am sorry?"

"..."

Her glare didn't change.

"I am sorry! Please don't do that!"

"..."

Still, the same glare.

So my fate is already decided, huh?

She just stood there looking at me.

She moved her hands and grabbed my hair with both of her hands. And pulled them as hard as she could.

That day I promised myself that "I won't ever go in her room through the window again."