FREEDOM

"Rika please slow down, the road is still wet!" Said a woman who filled the back seat of the master's name.  "You're too scared, I'm a reliable jockey you know..!" He replied without paying attention to the road or reducing the speed of his vehicle.  CKITT~ BREAK!!  The sound of tires screeching against hot asphalt was deafening and accompanied by a loud thump that prompted people to approach the origin of the distinctive sound that usually occurs on major roads, 'who is it this time?' Thought they were guessing what was going on this time. A pile of bodies bounced away with the motor shattered out of shape,  "MIA!! MIA WHERE ARE YOU?!!" a woman with a body that is also untidy with abrasions everywhere, ignoring her aching legs to look for the whereabouts of the owner of the name she was shouting.  There was nothing else but mixed feelings that filled his heart, plus he couldn't find anyone who had accompanied him on the trip all this time. Rika looked for her friend's whereabouts with dragging steps, several people supported her to prevent something worse from happening. His eyes widened when the bead caught the presence of a body on the side of the road right next to the truck that hit the tree, very far from where he was now. The woman's body, which was bigger than women her age, froze instantly, there was no mistaking her thoughts. It was the friend he was looking for, plus the clothes clinging to his body. Making Rika sure, her steps led her towards the body lying down.  She didn't feel the tears flowing profusely while covering his mouth, staring blankly at his best friend who was worse than her. "Mia.. sob,- Mia open your eyes.. Don't joke!! This isn't funny.. sob.." her voice trembled, even she doubted what her beads had caught, so many wounds with torn clothes here and there adorned her best friend's body .  Sad sobs continued to echo until a car siren shouted to enliven the atmosphere as if forcing reason to admit it. Mia Ichika, 14 years old, died in a big accident.  Two years later New York, 3:19 PM  "Okay, all good. Your body responds well too." Said a doctor with the tagged Hajime. The one who was spoken to just nodded slowly, responding to his interlocutor.  "Then what about the 'other' doc?" Said the young man in formal clothes, looking busy fixing someone else who was the topic of their conversation.  "Perhaps because he also lost his memory, his body is responding well right now. Usually those who have also experienced similar cases take a long time to mentally prepare, because this action is very big. Sometimes there are some who regret it and even make him a waste. Nee Zen, nothing hurts right? Tell me if you feel uncomfortable or strange."  "Hai'i.."  This time the master of the name let out a voice, making those there chuckle understandably.  "He's a very shy boy apparently.." Kurihima Sentarou, a young entrepreneur who has successfully pioneered his career in industry.  Although not many know the name, of course. Only people from big companies knew him. Known for his unapproachable nature, firm and also has a high sense of responsibility. This young man with a brown mane and jet black beads who will imprison you if you meet him directly has made a big scenario full of risk, even if only to satisfy his desires. He dared to oppose God and change one's nature, and unfortunately God loves his creatures very much. That's why they were met, in an event that was never wanted and unexpected.  Japan, Zen pov. I stepped in accompanied by my guardian, this was my first day attending a formal school. Nervous, that's how I first felt when I arrived at my new class. In front of the students who are looking at me as the center of attention, I dare not glance anywhere. Even though what I'm doing now is putting on a flat face, but really. My feet and hands trembled with cold sweat on my temples. 'Ahh.. hurry up, my legs are getting tired let alone continue to be the center of attention like this.. It's as if my energy is being sucked in' Why does it take so long, what time is it? I ventured to look around the classroom, trying to distract myself and not be nervous anymore.  'DEGG!' Why are my eyes glued when I see some students in the right corner there, faces that feel so familiar that my chest feels tight. It feels... really miss for some reason, even though I don't know them yet.  "So you can introduce yourself." Said the teacher,  My mouth opened to make a sound. However, not a word came out. I'm not very good at public speaking. Inhaling and then exhaling for a moment, making the class silent. Waiting for my voice to echo and fill the class.  "My name is Kurohima Zen, you can call me Zen. I like things that most other people don't like, hate some insects and.. I want to.. have some friends and be able to enjoy my teenage years here, of course.. I will too trying to catch up on the material I've been missing, so I hope we can be a friend and nice to meet you all!"  Ahh.. thank God, I can say it all.  "Okay, you'll sit over there! Next to Rika, Rika raise your hand." Said the teacher, not long after the person in question raised his hand.  I walked over there and sat in the empty place. Second lesson over, now rest. Some children started to form small groups to enjoy lunch together, some left the class. I approached a window that led to the back of the classroom, for some reason made me miss something again.  In front of me now there is only a forest with towering trees, there are Squirrels and Birds. It feels like I haven't done this in a long time, even though I know this is my first time attending a formal school. I went back through the classroom, there were no lockers or places to store student belongings other than the shoe rack on the terrace. No wonder if there are many books in the back row that are not filled with tables and chairs. Then a book storage cabinet, wait there is a cardboard containing someone's study equipment there. I crouched down and opened the closet door.  I took one of the books in the box which caught my attention for a while. On the cover it says Mia Ichika, 'thick book' I thought. Thicker than the others, several cobwebs were seen decorating some of the books that were large distances apart. To my surprise, there was a story in the middle of the book. From the middle to the right, it only fills a few sheets, the writing also looks bad even though it can still be read. What attracted me was the content, simple but good. His writing can reach the readers.  "Hey put the book back!" A voice made me look around the classroom before my eyes found a girl with a small body in front of me.  Not even as tall as my shoulders.  "Ahh, sorry. Is this yours?" I said as I handed him the book.  "Don't be presumptuous," he said and took the book, not showing any kind of friendliness at all.  Is that how he treats a child he just met, even though he looks cute.  "Sorry for my rudeness .." I said confused by lowering my head flash, just a little. Or my dad will go back to lecturing me on manners. Not long after another student approached,  "Never mind Anna, it's okay. Sooner or later she will know what happened earlier in this class, right?" His words touched the shoulder of the person in question.  "He's new, I don't think that has anything to do with him right?" This time Anna was not as stubborn as before.  "My name is Rika, and this person's name is Anna. Then the book and everything in this box belongs to our best friend .." he said as he touched the box.  "Then where is he, you know? There's a...-"  "That has nothing to do with you right?!" My words were cut off by Anna, hey that's rude =_=.  I just laughed dryly while throwing the word 'sorry' back. Well, it's okay if you don't tell me, I can find out myself. Looks like I should approach Rika or seek info from other students, the story that Mia made me interested in.  Monday, sunny weather  'God, last night I had another dream. Floating on the ceiling of a room, I saw a man lying there. Who is he, why am I floating in the air? He snuggled up, his room was also very different from mine. But I feel like I know him very well... Is he the future me? God will I be free soon? Why is being a woman in my family so hard?'  To be continued