Bab 118: Moving Forward

"Jason!"

Zero opened his eyes and looked at the person that hugged him. He was tackled to the ground. This feeling was supposed to be somewhat foreign to him. He began to pat the boy's back in an awkward manner. His eyes, however, widened at how warm it felt under his palm. The back was smaller and he began to open and close his fists as his hand seemed to be smaller.

"So this is where you were hiding!"

The boy with a golden hair and hazel nut eyes beamed in so much glee. The innocence that it bears almost blinded Zero that he felt like crying. He finally tried to take in his surroundings and noticed that he was in a place that he had once called home.

The wind blew hard as the leaves rustled as if welcoming back to the very place. He stood up and dusted himself off approached the old wooden church. This was his home; this was the orphanage that he had grew up in.

"Jason? Are you alright?"