There was a chance that Kyle was making fun of me. That he was messing around with me, but looking at him, and seeing his genuine laugh, I could feel that he wasn't joking.
But as I stared at the picture again, all I could see was Kyle, two fingers raised in a peace sign, his body leaning slightly to the left. He looked slightly older than in the previous photos. Teenage years.
I could tell from the picture that there was someone who was supposed to be there.
But...
'I can't see anything at all.'
Why?
Why was this the case?
I looked at the other photos.
I could see myself in those. There were no problems with those photos. Then...? Why did that photo not have me in it? And why was it that Kyle could see it?
'Is it possible that he's the only one who can see it? What if I show the photo to someone else? Will they react the same?'
"Oh, look at this—"
"Wait."
I stopped Kyle before he could shift his attention to the other photos.
"Hm?"
