The school building was big as expected of a school with state-of-the-art facilities.
Maki and I left the classroom building and through a passageway connecting the four buildings, we walked a bit and stopped in front of the building just opposite the classroom building.
All the buildings were connected by the passageway and were similar in design, color, and everything.
Maki and I walked side by side as she gave me the introduction of the different clubs and about what they do. We went room by room slowly.
What she explained went in through one ear and went outside through the other immediately without it being registered in my brain.
We visited clubs like the science club, literature club, art club, sewing, and handicrafts club, calligraphy and god knows what others.
After a very long and exhausting one-hour trip, we had finally made it to the top floor of the building.
The top floor of this building was similar to the building with our classroom. There was a big room at the end of the hall with a big door.
"What's that room for?"
"It's the Student Council," Maki answered.
It wasn't surprising that the room for the student council administration which was responsible for the whole school body was big. But it wasn't just big. The council room and the Director's room were of the same size, and I guessed that the furnishing inside was no different. That meant the furniture was expensive.
"So, have you decided which club to join?" Maki questioned me, having finished touring me to all the clubs that existed in this school.
"No." I quickly responded.
"There is no need to rush. You have about a week's time to think of a club to join." She said that I had a lot of time on hand and didn't need to rush. I wasn't actually in a rush. I didn't want to join any club, to begin with. Isn't there any way I can avoid this?
I looked at Maki pleadingly for the umpteenth time and she shook her head in denial for the umpteenth time too.
"Being part of a club, forming friendships and relationships with other people is what defines you as a human being." She emphasized the importance of joining a club.
"I can imply that meaning in a negative way too, right?" I asked. After all, that's what had actually happened to me.
"What?" She said, confused.
"Nothing. I just want to avoid club and stuff." I sighed deeply. Maki also sighed in exasperation. The two of us were standing in the hallway. Maki was silently observing me and I was racking my brain for a solution.
Just then, I heard a creaking sound and looked towards the door which was now slightly opened from the inside. There was a female figure who was about to come out. Upon seeing me, she immediately closed the door. That's when an idea occurred to me and I asked a question to Maki, "Does Student council also count as a club?"
"No." She answered and explained further sensing what my aim was. "But if you are a member of the student council then you will be exempt from the club activities."
"Lucky." That's what I was wanting to hear.
Finally finding my hope, I started walking towards the council room when I felt a tug on my sleeves.
"Wait," Maki said.
"What's the matter?"
"Are you seriously planning to join the student council?" She asked, with a tense look.
"Yes." I mean, I have no other way of escaping club activities other than this. I will definitely not let this chance go to waste.
"It is very difficult to get into the current student council, you know?"
"What do you mean?"
She looked around, warily and continued, "Shizuku Aina, the current student council president, the best of the best, is a very strict one and she takes a harsh test of anyone who applies. She doesn't let just anyone join the council. There are very few members in the current student council. Since she couldn't find anyone suitable, the position of a general member is still empty. Even Nakamura was rejected."
"Ho-ho?" If even Nakamura was rejected then it must be pretty hard. Because from what I have heard she was a very good student with both above-average academics and above-average athleticism. But even then, "Don't worry. I am confident that I will definitely be selected."
She raised her eyebrows in suspicion, "Are you saying you have that much capability or...?"
"Let's keep it a secret." Without further talk, I knocked on the door twice. I waited for full two minutes and as expected there was no response. I pushed the door open. "Excuse me."
When I entered I saw three students. A girl was sitting on the sofa. She was wearing glasses and had green braided hair on both sides making it a braided twin-tail. A boy who was also wearing glasses was standing beside the table in front of me. He had short black hair and he was the spitting image of what people would call a scholar. And the last one was a girl, who was sitting on a chair too big for her, facing away from me. I couldn't see her face but she was without a doubt scowling.
"Don't you have any manners?" The boy with the glasses said, curtly.
"I knocked twice and there was no response," I replied in a similar curt tone.
"That meant that you were not permitted to enter. Can't you even understand that much?" He was mocking me.
"The student council has a duty and a responsibility to address the issue of every single student in this school. You didn't respond when I knocked. If there were some work, you could have at least told me to wait for a while. But you didn't. That reflects how poor the members are and their sense of duty." I taunted him deliberately.
"Why, you-" He was about to retort when a hand stopped him. The girl who had been seating on the chair had raised her hands causing him to stop. That's some cool stuff.
"What do you need?" She said, without turning around.
"I want to join the student council." I didn't beat around the bush.
"You think it's that easy?" The guy pushed his glasses upwards in a show of his superiority.
"Yes, it is." His expression hardened after I said that bluntly.
"Then why don't we test how capable you are?" He took short and disciplined steps towards me and stood before me.
"Hey, can we talk? Just the two of us?" I looked past the boy towards the brown-haired girl sitting on the chair.
"Hey, who said you can-" He was yet again cut short by her voice.
"Stop it." The chair rotated and she finally faced me. "You two go outside and wait."
"But-"
"It's an order." He was trying to retort but was yet again cut short by her powerful voice. He went out of the room although he was reluctant. The braided girl went without uttering a single word.
Just as the sound of the door closing resounded, I carelessly plopped myself down on the sofa where the braided girl had been sitting moments ago. She looked at me and with displeasure clear on her face she said, "What the hell do you want?"
"Just what you heard," I said looking around to check the council room.
"Are you serious?"
"Dead serious."
"Do you have what it takes to be a member of this student council?" She asked in a serious tone.
"I am certain of that. Even you, hailed as the best, can't hold a candle to me."
That seemed to hit a nerve as she glared at me.
"You sure seem full of yourself."
"You can confirm right here right now if you want." I tried provoking her and I was not lying. She continued glaring at me and then she started gauging me.
After a long silence she opened her mouth, "But it is still difficult."
"I see." Did she reach the conclusion that I was capable? On what basis? And if not, then what other reason she had to say that?
It would have been a lot easier if she had just said yes. What a pain. Seems like I have got no other chance. "
Are your perhaps scared?" I sat cross-legged as I said it.
"What?"
"Since I am way more capable than you, you are scared that people will start paying more respect towards me than you. You are scared that people will start thinking along the lines of something like Kageyama is more capable than the president. Actually, he should be the president instead of her. How pathetic. Or should I say how childish? No, wait. Maybe that's kinda cute."
She shot up from her seat clearly angry. I grinned internally. Just how easy is it to provoke and goad her? I had accidentally come upon this side of her when I ran into her on Sunday. I was annoyed with the fact that I had to meet with a weirdo like her. Fortunately, it was worth it.
"Fine!" She screamed. "I will accept you as a member. Then we will see who is better." She threw a paper at me. I grabbed it just before it could hit my face. It was a membership form of sorts. I grabbed a pen from the table and filled it. I held the paper in my hands toward her and she snatched it from my hands. Then she, while glaring at me, signed the form. Membership acquired.
"Thank you." I grinned as I said that. She was keeping herself from yelling at me by grounding her teeth so hard that I could hear the sound clearly.
Waving my membership form in my hand, I exited the student council room. When the two who had been waiting outside saw that form and the president's signature on it, their eyes widened in disbelief and the both of them hurried inside. Even the green braided girl, who had shown no reaction before, ran hurriedly inside following the boy.
Maki was in a daze. She was staring at me like I was some sort of alien.
When I got to where she was, she asked me in a low voice, "How?"
"How? I just goaded her into it." I admitted.
"How?" She seemed curious.
"You don't need to know that," I said and started walking towards the stairs. Maki followed behind me.
"So I won't have to join any clubs now, right?" I asked, waving the form in front of her.
"Y-Yes. But work on the student council is more difficult than being in a club."
"I won't have to worry about working. I can take it easy if I want."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I will just goad her into it. Just like how I got this." I again waved the form in front of her.
"The way you say it almost makes you feel like a villain." She said after a pause.
"Is that so." I chuckled at her observation. The two of us descended the stairs and walked back to the classroom building through the same passageway.
We didn't talk much at all during that time. Maki would sometimes look towards me cautiously but she never spoke. I knew that there was something she wanted to say to me but was hesitating. I had a solid guess as to what that was. If she was hesitating this much, it was without a doubt about her or at least something related to it.
"Don't you have something you want to ask?" Just as we reached our classroom, I asked.
She looked at me, opened her mouth, and closed it again. Then she said, "Yes. I have. But I won't ask for the time being."
She turned around and started walking up the stairs. I slid the door open and went inside the class to pick up my bag.
She said for the time being. She would definitely ask me about this in the future. What sort of question would it be? Will I be able to answer it? I couldn't help but wonder.
When I stepped outside, I saw Maki was there. She was looking at me. I was sure that she was gone. So she wants to say it now, aye?
"About your promise with my little sister...when will you tell her?" She asked hesitantly but she didn't look away. She was looking straight in my eye, with determination behind those eyes of her. So that was what she wanted to ask.
"That's...right."
I hadn't forgotten about what I had promised her. I will never forget that promise with her. It was the one thing that had convinced me to keep living. Or maybe it was just that I was using her as an excuse to hide my cowardice.
Maki was waiting for my answer.
"I will tell her everything. Everything. I made that promise myself. I won't go back on my words. But..." I couldn't keep looking at her eyes filled with such pure and strong emotions so my eyes naturally lowered, "...I am not ready yet."
I knew that it was nothing but an excuse. I knew that I was running away. I knew I had to face her head-on at some point in life but I still was running away. I realized how cowardly it was. But it was the only thing I could do at the moment. And I had no way of knowing how it would come to bite me later.
"I see," Maki said nothing more. Even though she knew how empty those words of mine were.
"I won't tell you to rush to tell her. Take it slow. Just make sure that she gets to hear all of it."
"Yeah." My eyes were still on the floor.
Soon, I saw her feet moving away from me and towards the stairs. I continued looking down until the sound of her shoes disappeared completely.
But even after she was gone, I wasn't able to look up.
I slowly descended the stairs and walked towards the dorm.
The sun was about to set. Because of what little light the sun emitted, my shadow was distorted into an ugly shape. Or maybe it was projecting my true self.
Yes, I will tell her. I will tell her everything about what had happened to me. That's the last thing I will do before I die.
I convinced myself with those hollow words.
***Note: Sasaki Maki is the homeroom teacher of Kageyamas' class and the one taking him to tour different clubs.*** I remember what my little sister used to say. That the boy, who she was so fond of, was a sweet and charming person. He always used to smile and was well-liked by people all around him. My little sister was no exception. And I knew deep down that she had already fallen in love with him. She might not have realized it herself though. Thinking about that, I thought how cute it was. I hadn't met him. But she had shown me a photo of him and told me his name. Kageyama Kage. I had wanted to meet him once. I wanted to know for myself what kind of person he was. I wanted to know what kind of person he was to have made my sister fall in love with him. I got my chance to meet him but in the most unexpected and worst circumstance possible. When I met him at that facility, there was not a bit left of the Kageyama Kage that my sister used to talk ab
We were currently in the student council room. "So about your works being a member of the student council-" "I won't do anything." I cut short the braided girl who was about to explain those troublesome rules about the student council works and all and push some work onto me. She had a bundle of papers in her hands. It was a real pain in the ass. I don't want to do any work. That was the reason why I joined the student council in the first place. Upon hearing my response the braided girl narrowed her eyes on me but didn't say anything. She wordlessly placed the papers on the table. I was sitting on the sofa or maybe sleeping would be more accurate here. The glasses boy who had been watching me with bloodshot eyes finally snapped. "Hey, who do you think you are? As much as I hope you to just disappear right this moment, you are a member of the student council. That means you have to conduct yourself in a manner befitting a student council member and do
"Thank god we came early." Yamamoto sat down on the seat next to me with a tray of lunch in his hand. "Yeah. It gets crowdy in no time at all." I replied while taking a sip of the corn soup. Although I wasn't a fan of corn soup, it was tasty. So I had no way problem eating it. He picked his stir-fried pork and bite into it. It produced a crunchy sound as he bit it. "This is good." He said wiping the pieces around his mouth clean with his tongue. While he was focused on eating his pork, I saw Ito standing in the queue. Many boys were drooling while checking her out. The girls as expected were looking at her and the boys with disgust in their eyes. Ito, after getting her lunch, was searching for a free space when our eyes met. She looked behind me. There were two empty seats. She took a step forward but immediately stopped as two students just occupied the spot. With a somewhat sad look, she started searching for another seat. I noticed that Yam
"Is that...true?" A voice rang in my head like a drop of water falling into a clear, silent pond. She asked that question to me in a gentle yet worried tone. Maybe she hadn't put that much thought into it. Maybe she just vocalized what she had in mind without much deliberation. But what she said resonated in me. It calmed me. That question of hers was what I had wanted someone, anyone to say to me. It wasn't my friends that I trusted, it wasn't my teachers nor was it my parents that asked that question to me. It was her. That is why she is special to me. Yes, just because of that single question. I slowly opened my eyes. My eyelids felt heavy. I blinked a few times and adjusted my eyes to the dark. I could make out the dark ceiling clearly now. Pushing my body up with my right hand, I was now seated upright on my bed with my legs folded underneath. "Fufu." I covered my face with my palm. "It was a dream, huh?" What a nice
I was on the rooftop. The cold wind rustled my hair.With my eyes closed, I was thinking back on what had happened some moments ago.I had jumped in without thinking much to save Ito Yua. It was definitely a good thing, right? That's what most people would think. But I was slightly unhappy with the way things had turned. What did I take action so swiftly for? The answer was those eyes. Those helpless eyes reminded me of her. I couldn't resist them and so I intervened immediately. But still...Just then I heard the sound of the door to the rooftop opening. It was dark so I couldn't see the face but based on the silhouette they seemed to be a girl.The girl closed the door and looked at me cautiously for a while and then walked towards me. I wasn't sure who she was until she came to stand by my side."What are you doing here? I told you to go back to your room, didn't I?" I asked in a strict voice."
The Past:I remember my mother's face filled with tears, pain, and regret. She was being beaten by my father. I was scared of the spectacle I was witnessing. I wanted to run away from the scene as fast as possible. But my feet won't move. Neither was I able to close my eyes. It was as if God wanted me to see it with my own eyes. From the beginning till the end. And who was I, a mere mortal, to be able to resist HIS decree?Time and often, again and again, I bore witness to that spectacle.After my evil father was satisfied with the beating, he would leave the house. My mom would still be spread on the ground. Her clothes torn, her body swollen, blood oozing from places I couldn't see, and tears smeared her lovely features.Only when that evil fiend's presence vanished, I could move freely. Slowly, I would walk towards my mom and with my small hands tug at her tattered clothes.She would, with much effort, move her head to look at m
Another day off.When I stepped out of the dorm I had two goals in my mind.Getting off the train, I went into the residential building that I had looked up online. Or rather that was emailed to me by that woman. But, yeah, that still counts as online. Well, whatever.Standing before the apartment, I craned my neck up and counted the number of floors."Fourteen." It was huge and tall. It was a downtown apartment that I had my eye on as well. As mentioned earlier, it was fourteen-story tall. There was a huge parking area underground whose height must be slightly greater than each floor. Right beside it was a gym. There were few people there burning their fats. I could feel the heat just by watching them.On the first floor was a cafeteria. It also had a court to play badminton. Two young men were fighting a fierce battle of table tennis at one side.With the help of a guide, I boarded the elevator and got off at the topmost floor. In
The next day, Ito Yua was absent. Yamamoto was looking at the vacant seat with listless eyes. What may he be thinking? I wondered as I settled in my seat.I was pretty sure what the reason behind her absence was. Has Ito already talked to 'her'? Has that person in the hospital already told Ito about all that? I was curious. And because of that, I couldn't focus in the class at all. Though I made sure to do the most important task.After school ended, I stayed in the class till late. When I was sure everyone had gone home or to their club activities, I approached the locker of a certain someone and put a small piece of paper inside.*****Five days later, I was still laying the groundwork. I made sure to go to school early without being noticed and put a piece of paper on different lockers.It was still early. There wouldn't be anyone here at this time. I would go to the classroom and read some novels on my phone till others starte
If you are reading this afterword instead of reading the story, then, please go and read the story first! However, if you are here after following the gruesome journey and the end of Kageyama Kage, then, I have to thank you from the bottom of my heart to have given this novel a chance. Now, then, about this story. You know, we humans, are contradictory in nature. In the little things we do and speak, there is always a small contradiction there. We might fail to notice them, but it doesn't mean we don't contradict ourselves. Similarly, we humans, also go through our fair share of hardships and pain. It is inevitable. I have had my fair share of them and you all have too. This story, 'How My Life Was Ruined', is a story where the contradiction is exaggerated - no - overexaggerated and at the same time, I (being the overthinker I am) took the various problems people around me faced and converted it into a story. A story where we don't see a redemption arc. A story where all that await
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Aina had been hurt by the news of Kageyama Kage's death.The shock was so much that when she first learned of the truth she ended up fainting on the spot.Even after regaining her consciousness, she hadn’t been able to stomach the truth. The fact that the one she had loved was no more in this world had left her unable to think of anything for a long while.She continued to think. Day and night without an ounce of sleep.Why? Why did Kageyama end his life? She knew why he did. She knew of his whole story. Any normal person would have ended his life long ago if they had had to go through such hardships and pain. The fact that Kage had managed to act like a normal person when he had such a heavy history dragging him down was nothing sort of miracle.But, still, there were many questions she wanted to know the answers to.Like, why did they allow Kageyama the opportunity to end his life?Hadn’t the Director assured her that they were trying to prevent that from happening? She had seen tha
The news of Kageyama’s death had saddened both Yamamoto and Ito.For Yamamoto, Kageyama had been a good friend. He even considered him his best friend. That was how much he trusted and not to mention admired him.Kageyama had been his savior. Crushed by the guilt that he hadn’t been able to save Yua back then and unable to take any action, he had already given up. The one who gave him the push to take action and make things right was none other than Kageyama. If he hadn’t come into his life, then he wouldn’t have been able to do anything. He would have most definitely remained frozen as always while he watched Yua suffer more and more every day and he kept lamenting. Kageyama was his hero. And so he was for Yua as well.Yamamoto knew that Yua was in love with Kageyama. Although he was hurt, he didn’t hate him. In fact, he thought it was inevitable that she falls in love with him. He had saved her from what seemed like an impossible situation. He had dragged her out of that muddy world
The news had made headlines across the country.No matter which channel Nakamura switched to, everywhere, it was the same news, the same grisly spectacle and the same pain of having lost someone important assaulted her.She shouldn’t have been surprised. He had tried to end his life once. It shouldn’t have been surprising that he would try to do the same. What was surprising was how short the interval between his attempted suicide and death was. She had expected the authorities to take some action to prevent that from happening and they did take action and kept him under surveillance but he had somehow managed to escape and end his life.She turned off the TV and sat on the floor facing the veranda.A cold wind blew and sent her hair flying. She looked to her right. There was no one.If he had been alive, he would probably be outside on the veranda.If he had been alive. But the fact was that he wasn’t.Nakamura knew that Kageyama had wanted to end his life. She always had thought tha
“Finally.”I muttered as I stood on the edge of the rooftop holding hands with Hayami.The cold wind ruffled our hairs.I was battered. Bruise covered my body here and there and there was also a gun wound on my lower leg. Hayami had ripped her skirt to tie it around my leg to prevent blood loss. Although I found it hilarious that she was trying to prevent the blood loss of someone who was going to die soon, I didn’t speak a word and let her do her work.“We can finally die.”Although I had wanted to go in a grand way, this was good in its own way. It gave me the adrenaline rush that made my spirit pump even more.Suicide?No.Don’t term what we are about to do with something as petty and cowardly as suicide.It was the only good thing that I was going to do ever in my life. Everyone should be overjoyed that I was about to remove a corrupt and wretched existence from this world.My life, not only was it meaningless, it was sought with suffering, pain, chaos, betrayal, deceit, and every
I went back and sat down on my earlier seat.My mom came out of the bathroom after a few minutes.Her face was wet. She probably washed her face so that she could hide the fact that she was crying. But her red eyes gave it away. The pain was still there in her face.I handed her the towel lying on the sofa. She dried her face with that and shortly after the old hag came in.I took out my phone and started scrolling through the feed on social media. Though I was still paying keen attention to the old hag.Hmm.Just then I noticed the two of them make eye contact. It was nothing unusual but it definitely caught my attention.The time was 3 in the morning. I ended up staying awake all night today.“Furukawa-san, why don’t you stay till morning? You probably are hungry with all the speaking and work. I will whip up something quickly and you can take a short nap to give some rest to your body till the morning.”“Hmm.” The old hag seemed to be thinking about her proposal and eventually, she
For the next five minutes after my mom dashed to the bathroom, no one spoke. I feel like these long and short stretches of silence in the middle of conversations were happening a lot to me. Was it a meaningful silence or a meaningless one? Did the silence speak louder than the words or was it just and merely silence? I don’t know.“She sure is taking long. What must she be doing?” The old hag broke the silence with a meaningful question.“Yeah, I wonder what.”Although I knew what she wanted to hear from me, I played the fool. I knew what she was doing in the bathroom. She was without a doubt crying her eyes out hurt by the scathing words of her own son.The old hag gave me a smile as if she had seen that coming.“Putting aside your words that you being born itself was the root of it all, don’t you feel angry?”“Angry? Why?”“If you hadn’t learned what your mom had been doing, things wouldn’t have gone that out of hand. Let’s say if your mom hadn’t been cheating on your dad, if Nakamu
After calming down a bit, I looked down to the dining area from the stairs. The old hag was sitting there waiting for someone. And I knew that someone was me.“Hayami, you go wait for a little longer.”“Hmm. Okay~” Although, she seemed reluctant after I gave her a kiss, she went back to the room. After hearing the click of the door locking, I made my way downstairs and sat in an empty chair facing the old hag.“Why are you here?” I asked.“We heard from Aina's parents that she had run away from home and would like our help to search for her. That’s why I am here.”So I was right that she had run away from home without telling anyone.“But, why are you here? How did you know Aina would be here?” Did she know beforehand that the only place Aina will head to after running from her home under the current circumstances will be my house? I could think of the old hag arriving to that conclusion. She was quick-witted after all.“No. We just followed her path.” She continued. “We checked the C