My Romance Life System

'Nina?'ThethoughthitmebeforeIevenreallyprocessedwhoitwas.NinaShokafrommyclass.Shewasjustwalkingalong,probablylisteningtomusic,totallyunawarethatthiscarhadlostcontrolandwasslidingrighttowardher.Ididn'tthinkaboutit.Didn'tweightheprosandconsorconsidermyoptions.Mylegsjuststartedmoving.Idroppedmyphoneandsprintedtowardher.ThecarwasmaybethreesecondsawayfromhittingherwhenIslammedintoherside,pushingherashardasIcouldtowardthesidewalk.Shewentflying,landinghardontheconcretebutdefinitelyoutofthecar'spath.Me?Notsolucky.Theimpactfeltlikegettinghitbyatrain.OnesecondIwaspushingNinatosafety,thenextIwasflyingthroughtheair.ThenIhitthegroundandeverythingwentwrongatonce.Icouldn'tmovemylegs.Couldn'treallymovemuchofanything,actually.Therewasthisweirdwarmfeelingspreadingacrossmychestandstomach,andwhenItriedtobreathe,itfeltlikedrowning.'Well,thissucks,'Ithought,staringupatthesky.'Guessthat'swhatIgetforbeingahero.'Myvisionstartedgettingallswimmyandweird,butIcouldmakeoutNinacrawlingovertome.Shehadpulledoutherearbudsandthereweretearsstreamingdownherface.“Whydidyoudothat?”shekeptasking,overandover.“Whywouldyoudothat?”Iwantedtoshrug,butmyshouldersweren'treallycooperating.Itseemedprettyobvioustome-shewasintrouble,soIhelped.That'swhatyoudo,right?Nothingfancyaboutit.Shewastalkingtome,sayingmynamealot.Ididn'trealizesheevenknewmyname,tobehonest.WehadbeeninthesameclassforlikethreemonthsandIdon'tthinkwehadeveractuallyhadaconversation.“Kofi,staywithme,okay?”shewassaying.“You'regonnabefine.Theambulanceiscoming.”