The Storm is Coming


I feel like someone has been following me.

I don’t know how to describe it. It’s not like the spirits in the Hidden Realm. I am not certain about what it wants. So far, nothing has happened. I don’t know how long that will be. While on my bike this morning, I looked over my shoulder. I could only see my classmates walking to school. But, they are there.

“Yo, Taro!” I heard. When I looked up, I saw Masayuki walking towards me.

“Hi,” I said, waving. I looked over his shoulder.

“Looking for someone?” he asked.

“I’m not sure,” I said. Masayuki gave me a perplexed look.

“What do you mean?” he asked. I rubbed the back of my head.

“I’m not certain how to put this,” I said. “But I have the follow that something, or someone, has been following me lately.”

“Like who?” Masayuki asked.

“I don’t know,” I admitted. He grabbed me by the shoulders and chuckled.

“It’s probably nothing,” he said. I forced myself to smile.

“Maybe,” I said.

“Say, have you heard about the typhoon coming this weekend?” Masayuki asked. I lifted my head.

“Hm? Oh, yeah. Is it coming Friday or Saturday?”

Masayuki took a minute to think. “Saturday, the last I heard.”

“I see.” I happened to look down the street and feel that someone was watching me again. This time, I noticed a pair of eyes staring back at me. Only, these amber eyes looked kind of sad in a strange way. I don’t know what they want from me. Maybe they are lonely?

Masayuki dragged me along to school before I could finish that thought.