When the Eccentrics meet

So Why?

“What?”

“Oh! what I meant was that I am glad this person isn’t me”

Mochoma gave him a suspicious look regarding that and replied

“Your expression clearly suggested otherwise you know?”

“Are you a psychologist or something? Why would someone wish for such a thing in the first place?”

“I don’t know who would but you do for some reason..”

Nash laughed that statement off and Mochoma decided to drop the topic after that. Not surprisingly there was a huge commotion in the hall.

“Normally there would have been an announcement by now don’t you think?”

“Well apparently Muchuntos department has become rather lazy..” Nash replied. “You see our jobs are to amplify the gems or to make machines which in normal circumstances is impossible for breakers but these days our respective seniors can’t even fix the communication channels. Well the result is pretty much this…”

Just then a violin started playing. The tune was similar to that of the piano before

Ominous yet soothing.

The walls started to c***k as a result. And Purple sparks came out of them. Everyone panicked.

“Where the hell are the teachers. They should have been here by now”

The gossip started and the fear slowly instilled in the student body.

Just then the center wall turned black. It felt like a shadow took over the wall. It smirked while facing all of them directly. Blood drips from its lips and the sound made by the drops caused the students to scream

AAAAAAHHHH!! 

That was it, their breaking point… They started running in random directions after seeing the shadow like someone was trying to capture them or as if their g******e was made apparent with that smirk.

Mochoma took hold of Nash s hand so they wouldn’t get separated considering everyone was bumping into each other. Apart from this, it was also due to the fact that Nash was the only person he actually knew at this point and he certainly didn’t want to cope with the situation alone.

“What a bunch of morons..”Nash exclaimed

“Isn’t that a normal reaction in this situation?”

“Yeah but they can run without bumping into one another.”

They both ran in the opposite direction compared to everyone else since there were a lot less sparks there. Some other students too took the other way but apart from them, none of them even looked behind.

Nash looked calm but it was apparent that he himself was quiet Startled by the grinning shadow as well.

Mochoma too was pretty sacred. However it felt like both were trying not to show that on their faces.

The sparks and cracks on the wall continued to grow. They both ran towards the basement. This separated them with the other students as well who followed a straight pathway. It was also due to the fact that the basement was ancient and with dark aura coming out of its entrance and going there was not even the last thing most of them wanted. However, ironically for the those 2, it was actually the main reason to go there since if they were being pursued, that would be the last place for the pursuers to check out even if it was that unknown shadow. However upon entering the door Nash suddenly collapsed.

He could barely catch his breath.

“Dammit not again…”

Nash had a constant blush on his face and he was panting. It seemed like he had a fever.

“Are u okay?”

“What an amazing question?... ”Nash replied sarcastically.

“Oh sorry I meant what happened”

“It’s just the usual fever I do occasionally encounter them. It really is nothing to worry about..”

Mochoma placed his palm on Nash s Forehead to check the degree of the fever..

“It definately is.... Lets settle down in the basement until it gets better”

"But i said.."

"Not buts..."

The basement had many small rooms as well and Mochoma decided to take Nash to the south west one.

“Lean on my back I will carry u for the time being"

“Okay”

Mochoma was surprised to see that considering majority of people never agreed when he offered them a piggyback ride. He lifted him up.

Nash was breathing heavily. His body was warm and it seemed like his temperature was still rising as well.

The path was pitch black though Nash had lighting gems which were supposed to be used for his presentation in their classroom.

Tick! And it lit up.

They were both alone at that moment

They finally reached the room and sat down with their backs against the walls.

haha…Whoooo Knneww we would end up like this on our First daaaay after the weekend…”

Nash speech was disjointed and gave an impression that he was drunk somehow.

“That must be due to the fever he has” Mochoma thought to himself.

So Nash why did u say what you said back there in the hallway?

“Youu are still on about thaaat..I am Noot really drunnnk u Knooow?”

MMMhhh…sorry. I am just curious, you see I always thought of suicide as the most ridiculous thing in this world, but after seeing your genuine expression over there, I couldn’t help but wonder if that really is the case or not.

“Ah…well I can at least tell you a part of it. I just think that this world is stupid, dark and beyond help and I don’t want to be a part of it anymore.”

“Well I can relate to that but I don’t think that’s much of a reason”

“Let me complete please..”

“Ah sorry.”

“Well it’s not like I can tell you everything anyway ”Nash mumbled to himself.

“Hmm what?

“Ah nothing”

Well let me just explain a little then. I will give you an example..There are too many faiths as you know. But sometimes I wonder which one is the genuine one? Because at the end of it each one of them has one thing in common. You go to hell if you don’t follow this certain religion. But then again the common religion in one place itself has various varieties. In other words, even if you are following the specific one, you are unable to determine if you are following the right one or not. I have been thinking about it a lot lately you know and you might wonder why this little reason can evoke such feelings even though that’s just a part of my reasoning. Well I am just tired of living with this system and no matter how I see it, there is no way to change that...And this statement which is originated by the process of overthinking is one of the many reasons

Don’t you think just being an atheist would be enough? I mean if god is the root cause of it all, just don’t believe in him in fact there is no solid proof of his existence anyway. At the end of the day religion is just something people created for their easiness because they weren’t wise enough to think for themselves don’t you think?

Well that’s another thing because no matter how u look at it god exists…As a Muchuntos we are supposed to do a lot of research and after studying the mechanics of Fautausia the land of gems and formulas, the complicated structures of so many atoms, the mechanics of the color changing moon…this was the only conclusion I could come up with

“I don’t know about that to be perfectly honest”

“Of course you don’t. Though I have a lot of reasons to desire death which might seem childish or should I say silly for typical people when ironically they don’t really understand the first thing about me or the problem itself haha..”

Mochoma was reminded about his doubts regarding him being homosexual and how the society viewed it when Nash uttered these words..Of course from a typical point of few it didn’t seem much.

“Yeah.. I know what u mean by that. “He sighed

“But Nash, that just means we are on a higher level.”

“Huh?”

I mean isn’t it better that we view the world from an angle they can’t even think about? I mean think of it this way. People accept everything they are taught without properly thinking about it. So objectively that makes them wrong...And make us objectively correct. In other words, thinking about how to cope with their bullshit is pointless. I mean it’s our life so its not like their opinions even matter..”

“HAHAHAHAHA”

“Stop laughing….its embarrassing….”

“Your last line wasn’t really related to my issue though. It seems to me like you yourself have problems of your own.”

“I mean…everyone does!!!”

“You are quite amusing...and i hope you stay this way ”

“Hey!! What do you mean by..”

“I mean the reality might be too harsh for you” Nash mumbled to himself.

Mochoma didnt hear his mumbeling

“Ahhh..I am tired..”

“huh?”

And just then Nash Leaned on Mochoma s shoulder. His body temperature was still high

“Wa wa wa wa wa waaaait…”

Mochoma obviously just grasped the situation. He was alone with a boy who had a fever and that boy was also leaning on his shoulder. His warm body was in contact with Mochoma too and Mochoma could feel his breathing all too well. Nash fell asleep. 

Mochoma s body started reacting that instant. He could feel the change in his pulse and body temperature.

Why is my face all red?

And why is my heart skipping a beat?

In fact why is my body reacting this way!!!? He is just leaning on me you know and and..

And then Mochoma gazed upon on his sleeping face. He was captivated by this sight.

His cheeks were light pink like that of a cherry blossom. And his constant breathing ended up arousing him in a manner he never did. Mochoma did had a similar case with several people in the past where they borrowed his shoulder to rest but this was the first time that his body reacted in this manner... He took his glasses of so he could sleep better however he couldn’t get his eyes of him.

“I see.”

Mochoma leaned on his head..

“I guess I am gay after all”..He mumbled that with a very gri expression on his face..

He is an interesting person though.

And I guess he is quiet intelligent too

Huh what’s this?

Why are my eyes soo wet?

Did A bug Suddenly get into them?

No I don’t remember.. I don’t remember..

Maybe dust yeah that must be it but the floors were clean

I don’t remember anything else that could have gotten into my eyes as well

So why? So Why So WHHHYYYY!!!!!Why won’t these tears stop..

He subconsciously begin to cry.

He wiped the tears off just before it could drop on Nash s cheeks..

He was holding this in for a very long time. And there were several questions in his mind at that time...And then a thought came to his mind

“If God does exist, he must really hate me huh”

Hopelessness or genuine sadness or an overdramatic response? He didnt knew what this was and with that he to ended up sleeping in that position.