Part three
A few days in the hospital and the man... Dark... Got me out. We walked through a park. The man- Er, Dark, took me out for a walk to see if it would trigger any memory. We stood a few awkward distances apart. He walked a bit faster and was in front of me. I ached to reach for his hand. I at least had to try. I walked a bit closer to him. I reached for his hand and grabbed it. He seemed a bit startled. He looked back at me as I kept his walking pace. He was obviously not walking fast because that's how he walked. I bet he wanted to avoid anything really awkward. I smiled up at him. Now that I realized it, he seems really tall... For my height.
" How tall are you?" I asked.
" 5'7." He replied. ( Omg when I searched Link's height, it showed that Zelda is taller than Link. Btw, this is for Oot Link as an adult.) I nodded.
" That's tall."
" Yeah, I guess." We loosely held hands so I tightened my grip a bit more. He brought me to his dorm room.
" You'll have to stay here when I go to school. I missed a lot of days."
" Okay..." He let go of my hand as he left. I looked at my hand he held... Still warm. It felt empty. I say at his desk that he had seemed to rarely use. I looked through the drawers and found a box at the very back of the left hand corner. Opening it, I saw pictures of Dark and some girl. I recognized her, but couldn't put my finger on it. The two were hand in hand, smiling. I felt something inside of me get jealous and even feel sad. I barely know this guy and he's making my feeling go all loopy. I sighed and pushed the box back into its original place. Looking in the right drawer, there was nothing. I squinted my eyes and realized the picture that hung at the desk's headboard. It was a photo... Of us. It seemed to be a party and I seemed to have been in a group of friends. Dark and I... Hand in hand. A boy looking like dark but with cloths of green and red, bleeding eyes. A boy with a white hoodie and a cut smile. Another boy with a blue mask. Another one with a white mask. One with goggles and a mouth guard. A girl with a white mask and long black hair. A girl with long brown hair and a clock in her eye. I seemed to recognize all of them and not be disturbed. I guess Dark was telling the truth. I felt a pain as I looked at the right drawer. Who... Was she?
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