Akira felt something tug at his mind.He looked through the imaginary mirror at Ms.Haylee pushing against the mirror as she tried to step through.But before he knew it he had no energy, he turned into that quiet boy once more.<em>Just this once...</em>he thought taking her hand and leading her through the mirror.<em>Or else he'l get mad.</em>Before he knew it he felt really bad for what he did.He didn't know if it was day or night or even if had school.He had lost track of time in his sleep but was woken by the pitter patter of water.He licked his lips and they felt really dry, he looked down at his raw red hand.He remembered everything that had happened.He felt there was nothing he could do or say to fix this, he knew she was hurting but what could he do?He had been the one that caused it.Akira didn't know what connection she had with the girl but her importance seemed evident.No hate anymore, only sadness.<br/><br/>He thought that there wasn't hope in her forgiving him, and that now was the best time to leave.That's what she would want, for him to leave and not see him again.He noticed she had tended to his wounds as he got out of the bed,<em>just common courtesy, that's all.</em>His body ached, it was more or less raw all over apart from his face, and the bit across his upper chest was charred black.He walked at a snails pace before realizing he was completely naked.He thought about taking the blanket but that would just be selfish.He walked over to the bathroom door and as quietly as he could he opened it, then sticking his hand in the inside he pulled a towel out before closing it again.His heart beat really fast and his mind raced, he tried to block her out of his mind but he was still in a weak state.Even hiding its presense was hard enough, it took wind out of him, making him walk even slower and slower to the exit.