This was the schedule for today:We will have a morning class from 8 am to 10 am which will be followed by a meal. Then after the morning meal, we will go on a short walk around the vicinity of the hotel for sightseeing. I heard people say that there was a nice hill from where you could see half of Kyoto.After that, we will have a small briefing session where different teachers and experts will give us lectures about choosing a suitable and practical career. All the other students were listening to the boring lecture while I, on the other hand, spent the whole of it sleeping on the hard wooden surface.By the time the lecture ended, it was already 3 pm which was the time for our lunch.Going in and out of the hotel countless times, the students were now familiar with the paths, and the number of students who got lost was less than on the first day.I, Yamamoto, and a bunch of other students from our class were having lunch together.It was the first time I had interacted with boys ot

Aina was surprised.She hadn’t expected anyone to be out here on the rooftop at this time of the night.But as she inched closer, with the help of the dim moonlight, she was able to see the silhouette of a person. Of a woman to be exact.“Oya, who do we have here?” The girl turned her head towards Aina, noticing her presence.When Aina saw her face illuminated by the moonlight, one word crossed her mind: beautiful.She had black hair with eyes the shade of mysterious purple. On the right side was a small reddish clip while a long tuft of hair cascaded down to her ample bosom on the left.As she stood there, entranced, the girl raised her eyebrows and started scrutinizing her.Then, after a while, as if finally, something had dawned on her, she spoke, “You are the girl from Kageyama’s school, no?”The word she just mentioned caused Aina to fluster for a moment. She had just now returned from Kageyama's room and she was trying to forget the conversation she had had with him. But hearing

It has been four days since my late-night encounter with Aina. Ever since that day, she has been avoiding me constantly and there were dark circles under her eyes probably the result of thinking about things too deep till late at night. I have had a few conversations with Nakamura and Ito and spent most of my time in class with Yamamoto. Other than that, I have kept myself holed up inside my room listening to ‘Starting Over’ by John Lennon. Somehow I have found this song to my liking and for the past few days, I have been listening to this on repeat. I am now just waiting for another song to take over.Today is the fifth day of our study camp plus tour meaning the second and first-year students could be coming any time now. Or so I thought while going down for breakfast with Yamamoto and others in tow when we saw that they had already arrived.They were the same as us, looking around the hotel with glittering eyes. The only exception was Miyamoto. He was acting calm and was following

Miyamoto Sota.I had completely read him wrong.The fact that he hated me; it wasn’t because I had committed such a horrible act. It was because he thought that I was framed by those girls; I was accused of something I hadn’t done. And instead of fighting back, I accepted and admitted it. I also left them all without saying anything and without any clarification.For Miyamoto who admired and idolized me, it must have been the greatest form of betrayal. That was why he hated me. He believed that I couldn’t commit such a horrible act. It was all a lie.But, now, he has finally learned the truth. What he had believed all these years was a big, fat lie. What he had idolized was a fake; it was someone that didn’t even exist in the first place. That realization crippled him. The only goal he had set for himself in his life was just an illusion. That goal suddenly disappeared and it was akin to the world ending for him.“Really, I do nothing but break people.”How many does it make now? I ha

I was angry. But I didn’t feel my blood boil. Instead, I felt calm. Looking at my face, nobody will ever think that I was furious. As if to let the world know the anger raging inside me, from the heavens came a thunderous roar so loud it shook the very ground. Along with the lightning and the thunder came the drops of rain pouring.Every drop of rain felt like bullets and with each drop that hit me I felt as if wounds were opening up everywhere in my body; both old and new.As the downpour got heavy, people around me started running around trying to find a place to shelter themselves from this heavy rain.I, on the other hand, continued to run, all the while being hit by the numerous raining bullets.As I ran, the sounds of water being splashed reached my ears. Along with water, mud was being splashed everywhere including my clothes.When I no longer was able to run anymore, I stopped. Then I suddenly opened my mouth as wide as I could, gasping for air. Seems like I had stopped brea