Chapter 5

I clear my throat and push his chest a little. When he feel my hands pushing him a little, he released me into his embrace and move away from me a little. I can feel my cheeks turn red the moment I realize that he hug me and I let him.

Seriously, Kyna? I don’t even know him even though he introduces himself, it’s still not enough. What if he’s a bad guy? But looking at his face, he looks innocent and he will not harm me. How did he enter my imagination? As far as I know, I can control it but now that he’s here, I can’t. As if, someone’s now in charge in my imagination.

“Did someone hurt you?” He broke the silence by asking that question. It made me raise my head and look at him. Is it okay to share my problems with him? But I don’t know him. What if he will judge me? He’s a stranger after all so I doubt that he will believe me.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to share your problems,” he said as if he can read my mind. My eyes widened in shock and froze for a minute. Wait, did he read my mind? Based on his expression, he didn’t and he just guess it right but why do I feel like he’s just wearing a mask to hide his true identity?

“What?” he asked when I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to examine his soul but I know, I can’t since I have no powers. There’s an amusement written all over his face as if I did something that made him to that expression.

“Did you read my mind?” I asked out of the blue. He let out a hearty laugh and wipe his eyes. He even placed his hands on his tummy until he was now gasping for air.

“What’s funny?” I asked irritably. It feels like he has no plan to stop himself from laughing. I know, it’s a du-mb question because it is too impossible. We’re not in a fairytale wherein there’s a superpower. Fairytale is just a wi-ld imagination.

His face became serious which gives me goosebumps but I tried to raise my eyebrows at him, trying not to lose at him. “What if I did? Would you be mad at me?” My eyes blink several times, looking for something to say. I even open my lips but then, I close them again because I can’t speak.

Is it true or he’s just blabbering a nonsense question? I shook my head and placed my fingers on my temple trying to process everything he said. Goodness! I thought, superpowers are just a myth but if it’s not then why is this man, saying that he has superpowers?

“You’re joking?” I asked problematically but he just shrug which made my lips part. For real? Even though he just shrugs, why do I feel like it is true?

“So you’re saying, you have?” He smirked and placed his hand on my head. He gently tapped it as if I were a dog that needed to get a pet then he messed my hair right away before he runaway until he fades from my sight.

I was brought back to reality when I heard my cat knock at my door so I stood up and open the door. The reason why I know that it is my cat is that his knock is scratch not just like the person who turns their hands into fists and then gently use them to tap the door.

“Leo!” I said but he just replied with his usual purring sound that made me laugh. He’s so chubby and his black fur is so shiny. I place my hands on his belly and carry him before closing the door using my foot.

“Someone always appeared in my imagination, Leo.” I placed him on my bed and sat down beside him.

“Every time I’m so lonely and sad, he’s always there, trying to comfort me and calm me down. Even though he has crimson eyes, I didn’t feel a single fear whenever I’m with him.” He started to rub his head on my wrist so I decided to pet him.

“You know what? Something is interesting about him. He looks like a prince in a fairytale, trying to save his princess from nightmares but his eyes, it’s full of sadness and longing for something,” I said when I always look in his eyes, there’s always a trace of sadness. as if any minute, he’s about to cry but he’s trying his best not to cry in front of me and cheer for me until I forget my problems.

“He’s so familiar. Have we met before?” I asked leaving myself confused. There’s a part of me that misses him when I can’t see his face and hear his voice. Every time he disappears from my sight, my heart is aching in pain. What’s the reason behind those emotions I felt?

I’m always on the verge of crying whenever he leaves me. Is it possible? Am I attached to someone I don’t know if he’s existing? He’s just existing in my imagination. The imagination that I can control but every emotion that I felt there is real.

Who’s that man in my imagination? I wanted to know him. It feels like he has a big part in my life that can make my life complete. Am I hallucinating? Am I assuming something? I don’t want to fall for someone who only exists in my imagination.

I also don’t want to fall for a stranger because he’s giving them the attention and affection I need. After all, imagination will remain as imagination and reality should be my priority. I shouldn’t let my guard down. There should be a limit on every path I take.

I should build a wall to protect myself and someday he broke it easily, I don’t know what to do anymore but to let myself go with the flow.