The mixer

After about 10 minutes of waiting, the girls show up: leading the way was the easy-going, cheerful girl followed by a class-rep type, uptight girl, hid behind them was two normal-looking girls with kinda hard-to-read expression. The first two girl is so beautiful that you won’t be surprised if they were a model, the third girl kinda short but cute, the fourth girl had a shy and meek expression in a lovely way. Looking closely, by the way they looked and talked, the girl set up this mixer probably was the cheerful girl, let’s call her Kaori like in “My lie in April”, the classrep girl probably was forced to go by her friends, had a clear displeased face, let’s call her Misaki as in “Kaichou wa Maid-san!”, the shy looking girl, well maybe she was forced too, but she kinda look like she forced herself aswell, I guess, so let’s call her Sumi like in “Rent a GF”. The last girl was kinda hard to read, I have no clue what she is thinking, so fuck it, let’s call her Tanya as in “Saga of Tanya the Devil”.

If you’re wondering, why I put so much effort into naming them, well it’s because if I keep naming people after alphabet, I will end up confused and forget their name at some point. It’s not because they are girls or anything, ok!

Well, just shut it! Let’s begin our shoujo manga-like mixer!

First, you have a womanizer and an uptight girl, so what happen is, the boy, who had all the girls he ever wanted, suddenly meet a girl won’t give him an ounce of attention, plus with a heavenly apperance he never saw before, ended up falling madly in love with her, regretted his past action, tried to live as a worthy person for her. And then, the girl finally went ba-dump, ba-dump for his persistent, sincerity, experienced love for the first time of her life. Blah, Blah.

No, don’t! I don’t mean this to every idiot out there, but I can not see a future where this idiot redeem himself like that. Just don’t, literally anyone is better than him.

Next, a narcissist boy and a shy girl. The boy, being a tsundere or something, annoyed by the meek attitude of the girl, ended up yelling at her about her confidence. The girl, surprised that the boy was helping her realised the truth about herself and admired his boldness, ended up falling for him. This is actually near impossible in real life, and this case is definitely not one of that.

And then, you have a 2D-lover, falling madly in love for a 3D girl for the first time in his life, due her cute looking and “waifu material” or something, become obsessed, ended up talking some weird stuff and creeped her out. And then, he ended try to follow her, talk to her, and make it’s a coincidence. Yeah, that’s stalker. You think, somehow, she miraculously falls for him? No, I kill him before that happen.

Finally, the classic out-going girl and anti-social boy. Fuck no! She can do better.

Foresee the future, I deem this mixer must go down!

Well, I actually ended up has to do nothing. Well, what you expected? 4 wasted guys, 2 of them literally muted, the third talked some weird stuff that no one understand, the fourth spew some cheesy nonsense that make you wanted to kill him.

The girls are no different. So, after a while, only Kaori and P did the talking. Ok, I admit it, she is a saint. I mean, I kinda guess it already, because of the way she talked to us and her friends. She genuinely wanted to talk to us, the clowns who show up at the mixer in the half-drunken state, she helped her friends talking to us too. But the fact that she kept talking to P that long? How exactly can you do that? I mean, the only type of girl who talked to him that long probably has no brain, and she didn’t look like one to me.

Meanwhile, the rest of us was just drink, eat, and drink and eat.

The mood was kinda award, so Kaori suggested that we should play a game called “The King’s Game”. Well, it’s kinda typical, everyone draws sticks with numbers and one of of it have the word “King” on. The King has the right to make other people do stuffs, and of course other numbers are concealed for the fun.

The first few rounds, the Kings only made everyone drinks because of the fact that people still unfamiliar with each other. Well, after everyone was fairly drunk, the dare was bolder.

The first decided to go crazy, of course was P.

“Ok, number five and…”

Please just don’t say the king, I don’t like where this’s going.

“number seven…”

Ok, I take it back, just say the king!

“must kiss”

Yep. So, the number five was Misaki, and number seven is me! I took one look at her, well the expression was a mixed of somewhat embarrassed, furious, and annoyed. Our eyes met, she gave me a death glares and immediately turned away. Yeah no, retract! Can you retract in this game? I don’t know, I don’t give a fuck! RETRACT! I don’t want to die.

“Hey idiot, make another wish!”

“No, this is a command.”

The silent covered the room.

“Yeesh, just do it already!”

Hey, don’t look at me like that. If you want to kill someone, just kill him, ok?

Well, as an angel she is, noticed the awkward mood, Kaori tried to lighten the mood:

“Hey D. They don’t want to do it. So just make them drink, ok? You will get another chance”

“Yeah, and any weird command like that again just means drink” I add.

“No, c’mon that no fun. Just kiss already”

Well, who give a fuck, we drank, and the game started again.

“Hey, it’s not fair.”

Shut up, are you wanna die?

“Do you think is fair that you can make a people kissing in mere game like this? You have no decency?” Fed up with him, Misaki said.

“What decency? This is the rule, and I’m the king!”

“Uhm… Excuse me, I’m the king.” Sumi said and raised her hand.

“Oh nice! Give us an order!”

Yeah, nice diversion, Kaori.

“Can I really give anything?”

“Yeah, go ahead” D said.

“Ok… number four and two… tell one thing they like about each other.”

That’s D and N. Well, what? And weirdly, Tanya looked kinda interested in it, after the whole meeting sat in one corner and didn’t give a fuck about the world. Yeah, something fishy here, so I noted to myself, stayed away from her.

The two idiots looked at each other, and said:

“I like the fact that he’s smart!” D said.

“I like the fact that he’s not dumb!” N said.

“Oh, come one, that’s no fun! Say something else, will you?” Tanya said.

Yep, stayed the fuck away from her.

“Really? If that’s what you want!” D said.

Stupid idiot. So now I know why this guy wanted to go to this mixer. It couldn’t be more obvious.

“I like the fact that he’s good at studying.”

“Something else!”

“I like that he’s calm and funny.”

“More!”

“I think the way he dressed is cool”

“MORE!”

“I love that he’s always so confident and bold!”

“Hehe”

What a devil! And look at that smirk face of N. Another idiot!

The games went on to the point that only me, Kaori and me and Misaki were the only one awake. Me was because I remembered what a hellish night last day was, Misaki because mostly she didn’t like to drink, but Kaori was actually such a heavy drinker. But there were sadness and emtyness hidden in her near drunk expression. Well, kinda drunk and curious, I asked her:

“Hey, are you ok?”

“Oh… It’s nothing. Don’t’ worry about it.”

“…”

Well, I looked at her for a bit and turned away.

“Do you want to listen to it?”

Oh, I get it now. She is surprisingly a sad drunken type.

Well, her story is kinda sad and depressing. It’s began like this: it was at the beginning of her highschool times, in an unfamiliar place, with no one standing by her. She then made a friend, the one who helped her through the tough times, helped her adapt to the new environment, the one who always niced to her and to everyone. And one day, when she and her friend went home together from school. A drunken driver, gave no mind about the red light, went straight to her when she tried to cross the road. Her friend pushed her away, ended up couldn’t make it due to the heavy internal wound. She stopped going to school, crying and crying to the point when she couldn’t. The only thing on her mind was sadness, guilt and hopelessness. Her sole comfort was her sister, the one passionately kept her from being alone, helped her through her tough time, no matter how long it will take.

And times when by, she began to heal. She started to go to school again, tried to talk to her friend, tried to except the reality.

But the tragedy now was actually beginning. At her friend funeral, looking at the sad face, the sorrow expression of her friend’s family, she reminded herself about the sin she felt, the sin she’s yet to atone. She ran away. Far and far away. Again, at the crossing road, pay now mind to the passing truck, she ran, she ran, and froze at the sight of it. She began to think to herself: “Maybe this is it, this is it! I’m sorry, I’m sorry… everyone”. But no, a familiar hand pushed her away. Got up, turned back, emptiness filled up inside her, she ran straight to the sight of her sister laying in the road. “No, no, NO! Please don’t, PLEASE DON’T”. She screamed and screamed, but the word won’t come out. The only thing she could do was to stare desperately at her sister, the one was about to go on to the place without her. At the final moment her sister said:” I’m sorry. Please live for me too”. She used her last strength, raised her hand, gently stroked her sister cheek for one last time, and painlessly passed away with a smile on her face.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry....”

When people found them, she was kneeling, hugging her body of her sister, endlessly murmured to herself. No tear was spotted, only a blank, emotionless expression, the blood was all drained, only a pale white color left on her face. She was like a talking corpse, repeated, and repeated, hoping, and hoping that someone, something makes she pays for her sin, there is no redemption left, no way to pay the price, her death is now meaningless.