"Hey Akir, wake up."
Mitsuye pulled the curtains while a groaning boy woke up from his bed.
"What time is it?"
" About Eight. Mum told me to wake you up."
Both of them were 17 years old. Akir was a orphan adopted by Mitsuye's uncle who died with his wife in an accident. Akir was then brought up by Yasuda, Mitsuye's father. Akir was adopted when he was 5 and brought up by Yasuda from when he was 9.
He was 5'11 had black wavy hair, sand skin and was attractive meanwhile the girl was 5'7 also having black curvy hair, ivory skin and was pretty attractive. Yasuda was a naval officer so he would stay at home for 5 to 6 months and the remaining time of the year would be spent sailing across the world with cargo.
Three people sat down to have breakfast while one person rushed down the stairs.
It was Akir. Both the children went to the same school and class but different section.
Mitsuye was well versed academically and played few sports while Akir was just average in both. He did not speak much and looked gloomy at school.
After finishing his breakfast Akir headed out to meet up with his friends. It was a Sunday and they had made plans to play at the arcade.
While walking down the road in shorts and t-shirt he stumbled across a old man at the crosswalk. The old man looked to be in his sixties and was speaking some gibberish.
Akir went past hime but suddenly felt a strong grab on his shoulder.
"Wait up, young man. You seem to be in quite the hurry. Perhaps you could spare some time for this senile man."
Akir looked around. Surprisingly the entire area at that time was empty no people, no vehicles, not even birds.
"...Alright .... what do you want?"
"I would be very grateful if you could keep this pendant with you."
The stone of the pendant was red and blue in colour. It did not seem of much value.
"Why should I take it?"
"Now you wouldn't understand even if I told you, Akir."
"How do you know my name?"
"That is none of your concern now, is it. Hurry up and take the pendant."
Many things were going through Akir's mind and he was desperately racking his brain for an answer.
'Who could he be, uncle Yasuda's friend...?
or is it someone's prank, but ther are no cameras. Huh'
Akir held the pendant in his hand and was falling on the road. He felt a sharp pain in his chest as if something had pierced through but when he looked at it, there was nothing.
He looked athe old man.
"W...hat have ..... you done?"
"Just my job. Now I bid you farewell, error to this wolrd."
The pain in his chest intensified and he was wirthing in agony on the ground. Suddenly people had appeared. Someone rushed to him. An ambulance was called and Akir was sent to the hospital. The doctor declared that he had gone into a coma.