"You mean, I've become even more prince-looking?"
He grins as I roll my eyes. Gosh, his attitude still didn't change, it seems. It's making me reminisce about the good old days. I realised how much I miss him and that is making me sad. I don't know why.
"Well, you've always been prince-looking."
I replied, truthfully. And he just gave me a smile; I don't know why he was staring at me for too long; it's making me feel things inside my heart. What is wrong with me?
"Oh, I miss you saying that."
Koby said as he suddenly intertwined our pinkies again, I don't know what happened, but I'm really surprised that I can't even react to what he's doing. I can't even focus on what he's saying; I'm going crazy. Literally.
"Are you back for good?"
Koby asked as he gave me a sad look, still touching my fingers and making me feel—I don't even know what it is, but my heart is thumping like crazy.
"Yeah. I believe so."
I chuckled as he pouted. Why does he have to look so cute now? I don't know what's going on inside his head, but he kept looking at me without saying anything. This is dangerous; I might really burst if he keeps on doing that. Why does he keep fiddling with my finger? Oh, my goodness, he makes me so crazy I want to bury myself. SEND HELP
"I miss you."
When he said that while looking into my eyes and touching my fingers, I admitted that I was a lost cause. I feel like crying; I want to tell him everything, but I don't know why it's so hard for me to say it. It's like there's something stopping me from telling him what really happened for me to be back here. I wish I could've just told him the truth. I mean, I want to, but I don't know why I can't.
I was afraid, of what he's going to think of me after learning about what happened. 
I don't want, what we have now to disappear again. 
I'm terrified of him leaving me. I don't have anyone else if he also ends up leaving.
It's troubling.
"So, how's Aunty doing?"
Koby squeezed my fingers as I finally came back to my senses. Huh? I honestly don't know what he was saying before. Hearing him mention my mom brings back memories; ever since we were kids, we had been calling each other's mom aunty. I don't know how it happened, but it just did. Although now is a different story
"She's okay, now."
I replied, making him smile. 
"I'm glad to hear that. So when are you planning to visit? Did you move back to your old house or is it a new place?"
When he said that, I didn't know what to say. I mean, what would he think about me if he found out that I live in an unventilated room with a dead rat inside and a disgusting bathroom that's been shared by others? I can't imagine the horror.
"Oh, we moved. Kind of."
I trailed off as he just laughed at me. At least he found that funny. I don't know what I was supposed to say next. It's hard for me to talk about everything with him when we finally meet again. I don't want to ruin it. I don't know if I can bear it if he looks at me with sympathy.
"Maybe I should visit today? What do you think?"
When Koby suggested the idea, I seriously just died from the inside. It's embarrassing enough that I have to live in that tiny room, but I don't want him to find out about me living alone.
"Maybe next time? It still needs cleaning up."
I forced a smile as he continued to study my expression before finally giving in.
I just wish this moment lasted forever.
"Me too."
I was surprised when his grip tightened on my fingers. For goodness sake, he heard me right? Oh god. I'm happy that he felt that way, but still, it's embarrassing. I seriously don't know what to say as we continue to sit there with our fingers intertwined. The silence is calming, and I'm really glad that he's with me. I'm just happy that he's here.
After what felt like forever, the bell finally rang, meaning that we have to get back to our class. 
"See you after school?" 
Koby gave me a smile as he pulled me up as we were sitting on the floor just a moment ago. I honestly don't want this moment to end. 
"See you after school."
I said as he was grinning from ear to ear, just like he used to. I miss him so much that I don't know what else to say. As he walked me back to my classroom, the stares from the people increased; it was really hard to ignore them. Everyone seems to like him, and that's what scares me.
I wonder if he still remembers our promises.