Scorpion Grasses or simply, Forget-me-nots
“Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”― George Bernard Shaw
A soothing tune could be heard from any room in the building. Violin and piano accompaniments could be distinguished with ease. The harp sounds dominated every second of the song. The music never stopped.
Any person that stayed in that building for more than a few hours was falling into a peaceful trance. The atmosphere made everyone feel a little high.
From the outside, the building was covered in a pale yellow, and t was surrounded by colorful flowers. On the inside, the view was modest. Everything was covered in an immaculate white.
Haru observed that even if the hospital had many windows, you couldn’t see anyone on the corridors. Not even a single shadow.
Also when an outsider tried to enter the building, he was allowed only to the ground floor. Later, the boy understood why.
At the rest of the floors, where the patients were placed, there was no window. There wasn’t even a tiny gap to see outside. This made Haru overthink for quite some time, but as soon as he was sent to his room, the sweet smell of a scented candle washed away his thoughts.
“I can get used to this!” A doctor said while passing by Haru’s open door.
“Don’t enjoy it too much! You know what happens.” Another one added with a low voice.
Trying hard to stimulate his mind, the boy finally processed their short exchange of sentences. He also shouldn’t forget to not enjoy this “visit”. How long will he be under their care? Why any floor doesn’t have windows?
“What’s the deal?” He said looking at the wall beside him, not realizing someone entering his room.
It was a tall man with porcelain-like skin. He had pretty long hair colored in a light grey and tied in a down ponytail. His green eyes were looking big for his proportions, but his glasses may be the cause of this. He had pretty wide shoulders and he seemed like the type who works out.
“Want to know?” He asks with an amused look.
At the sound of his voice, Haru shuddered and fixed his eyes on the new man. He had at least 30. The boy raised a brow giving the “Keep going” look.
“Maybe another time! You have to understand some things before, Haru.” He waited for the one in front of him to ask how he guessed his name.
“Whatever you say!” The young one said after lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
He didn’t seem to bother with things he wasn’t interested in.
“Haru, your surname is Chibana. Your birthday is on the 3rd of march and you are almost 22 years old. A Pisces with a height of 1.83 and 63 kg. Your mom was taken away at the age of 11. Do I have your attention now?” The doctor asked as the boy showed no interest.
“Just leave already, I’m tired.” He said almost incomprehensible.
Haru didn’t move a single finger and it annoyed the calm out of the man. Usually, his patients are amazed by the information he gives without reading somewhere.
“Do you know that your heart belongs to one of the sacrifices?” He insisted on trying his best to catch Haru’s attention.
“Do you know that is special?”
“I came to that conclusion for some time now.”
“I mean very special. It gives you some abilities that the normal people can’t even dream of.”
“Yeah yeah… something with déjà vu and a lot of pain.”
He puts a hand under his head and yawns sleepily. This ambiance around him made it impossible to be active. It was quiet and peaceful, except for this “I don’t know when to shut up” guy who kept on bothering him with stupid details.
“I see you don’t care about yourself…” The man says as he stares intensely at the boy’s heart. “What about others? To be more precise, what about that love interest of yours?”
Almost like an instinct, Haru stood up and faced the man with a strange glare. There was a slight chance for him to talk about Hoshi since his father liked her, but there was also a chance to talk about Aiko.
If he guesses the girl right, he will listen to him until the end and he has nothing to say anymore.
“Aiko, right?” He smirked as the eyes of the boy widened.
Ok, he must admit that this guy is pretty talented.
“Poor soul, you don’t even realize the situation you are in! Let me give you a piece of friendly advice. Don’t expect a happy ending that includes all your wishes. That’s too irrational even for someone as young as you. Life doesn’t even give you lemons and you expect a perfect ending. Pathetic, don’t you think?”
He takes back his words. So what if he’s talented? He’s a hopeless human being.
“Who hurt you that bad?” Haru asks with an ironic tone.
“Another idiot who hoped for a happy ending in this world.”
The silence broke in, letting the music cover again the space. It was indeed calming, but Haru wanted to know more. How could this guy know about Kibo?
“You’re not here to check me so why did you come, doctor?”
“Call me Chimon. I’ve heard some gossip so I thought I would see for myself. I’m sure you know Meiko, he told me about you.”
The boy looked him up and down trying to remember why he felt familiar.
“You are that doctor who has his interests and doesn’t want to associate himself with youngsters, right?” He asks proudly of remembering Hoshi’s words.
The man chuckled slightly.
“This is all my background info? I’m a little bit disappointed, not going to lie.”
“That’s not all. You have one of those unique objects that give you special abilities.”
“Oh, is that so? What do you think is my object?”
“Without a doubt your glasses.”
“That’s correct! How did you get it right?” Chimon waited for the obvious reason.
“They have a heart shape and have the color red. Judging from your style you are not too much into colors. Also ever since you entered my room you kept staring. I assume you kind of get information on people just by looking. Am I close to the truth?”
“Very close, Haru!” He says with a smile. “My glasses work on anything, including people and objects. I read the information that appears in front of me. I don’t have a time limit to my ability.”
“You can get any type of info?”
“Except the governmental ones, pretty much yes.”
“Then what is your down point?”
“I’m starting to have bad sight. I’m supposed to go blind soon.”
“Can you tell what my down point is? I have this bad feeling that is not just the pain I feel when I have a déjà vu.”
The man squinted his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
“You are right, there is one more thing. I’m not sure if you would like to know…”
“Whatever it is I will accept it.”
“I don’t fully understand either, but it’s about your soulmate. Changing the heart made you lose yours and replace it with the victim’s soulmate.”
Haru remembered about Kibo weird saying about soulmates. Does she also know something?
“Will this affect me?”
“I don’t think so. After all fate is continuously changing with every decision we make.”