Yamamoto could clearly hear the sound of the door closing.
What Kageyama said just now was reverberating and echoing inside his head. It was as if Kageyama had opened what he had locked away in his treasure chest with so many locks with a single click. What he regretted the most. What scared him the most.
But, it was not a lie. What Kageyama said wasn't a lie in any way. They were all true. That was why it stung so much more.
He had already given up. Back then. And even now; he was almost about to give up. No. He had actually given up thinking he was late again. There was now nothing he could do.
But his words were ringing inside. He couldn't discern what the actual words were but somehow they were motivating him to not sit and idle and take action this time.
So, what?
He had now failed for the second time. So, what? It doesn't matter. He is going to try for the third time. He has a clear chance this time around. He will no
Friday.It has now been a week since that incident.Although I had made sure it didn't spread around the school by contacting the Director as soon as possible and leading Aina to the dorm instead of her class to get her belongings, it seems someone had heard a scream in the infirmary and found out about what had happened.Though they didn't know the exact details, rumors were going around that Ito Yua was attacked by a third-year student called Kaizaki and attempted to rape her. The school pulled different strings to keep things under the wrap but it didn't stop the students' mouths from running off. It seems this incident hasn't reached the media which is probably due to the old hag's efforts and influence.One thing that surprised me was the change in attitudes. Both in boys and girls.For boys, they seemed relieved. Maybe they kind of understood what Kaizaki must have been feeling. I mean, every one of them was smitten by Ito Yua and many must h
"...Ah!" My eyes felt heavy and I was having trouble opening them. With much effort, I half-opened my eyes and saw a white ceiling. It was completely white as if I was in a hospital. I turned my head sideways and saw that there was someone. "Oh? You awake?" It was a masculine voice; one that sounded familiar. I propped myself up in the bed with my hands and looked around. It really was a hospital. A scent peculiar to hospital rooms reached my nose. I realized that I was in a hospital bed. No wonder my back hurt. But, why was I here? I pressed my hand on my head and tried to remember. "Ah, that's right. The old hag..." I was in her office. I remember yelling something at her, her smiling face, and the moment I passed out. "The Director said you fainted because of high blood pressure and brought you here." I looked at Yamamoto. "Why are you here?" "I was visiting Yua and then met the Director on the way. She told me what had happ
After two days of getting out of the hospital, I headed to the grave.There was a small stall outside the entrance where an elderly woman was selling flowers. I decided to buy some.I bought lilys and chrysanthemums in yellow and white and handed her the money."You seem fine today.""Hmm? What do you mean?" I was startled. I didn't know what she was talking about out of nowhere. Although I remember seeing her around here, this was the first time I had talked to her or greater she had talked to me."Whenever you come here you always seem like you are suffering so much and want to run away but today there is not a trace of that. So I was a bit surprised."No. It was me who was surprised. This old woman had been watching me? But I don't remember her keeping an eye on me. However, she was correct. Whenever I came here, it was so that I can escape from everything. She was completely true. But today was different."Well, today I a
ITO AKEMI (ITO YUA'S MOTHER) POV:"Yua-chan, think about it carefully, okay? And please, I beg you. Stop all this. Don't go down the same path your mother did. It is meaningless."I looked at my daughter's lovely face.She was looking as if her world had crumbled. It was definitely true as well. After all, what I said was akin to disregarding the life she had led until now.It was unbearable for me to watch that expression on my cute daughter's face.If not for that boy, I would have never known what she was up to. Haruto-kun never told me. Probably so I wouldn't worry much. He is such a nice kid.Yua-chan slowly got up. She said nothing. She silently and listlessly went out of the room. I was worried sick but I can't do anything. All I can do is wait and believe in that boy.I remember his words vividly. His every word is ringing inside my head continuously.I don't know why but the words that boy spoke carrie
The atmosphere in Kageyama's class was weird. Everyone was on edge and everyone was looking in the direction where a certain student had just entered from.Ito Yua, well aware of the gazes on her, did her best to suppress the nervousness and went to her seat. She put her bag down and to everyone's surprise slowly made her way towards the front of the classroom.On the spot where Maki - their homeroom teacher - usually stood, she turned around to face the students in the class.She clenched her fists. She took a large breath in and tried to stabilize herself. She closed her eyes. When she opened them, determination could be seen clearly.She surprised her classmates yet again when she bowed her head and said, "I am sorry."Her words echoed off the classroom walls. The class was dead silent except for the words Ito had said just now.With her head still leaning towards the floor, she continued speaking, "I know that you must all be bewildered
Shizuku Aina was feeling conflicted.Ito thanked her for saving her.True, back then, in the infirmary, she did end up intervening and she believed if she hadn't interfered something more horrible would have happened. That was why she was glad she was able to take action.But, she hadn't taken action based just on her own emotions and reasons. In fact, she remembers turning away from the door to the infirmary. What propelled her to take that deciding step were words that someone had spoken to her before."For example, there is a person that you don't like. You despise them. But you found them in a perilous situation. What would you do then? Would you lend a hand or would you ignore that person? Now, say, what would you do?"She was not so sure whether it was her own will or his words that encouraged her to intervene. She believed her legs had moved just to prove her point to Kage. Just to make sure that she wasn't someone who just
When I returned from the cafeteria, I noticed that there was a small, unusual gap in the middle of my textbook. Checking it, I found a small piece of paper. On the paper was mentioned that I had to meet this person, whoever they were, in the old school building after school today. "Old school building, eh?" That sure sounds nostalgic. I very well knew who was the one behind this. Just as instructed in the paper, after school, I went to the old school building. This time I didn't waste time and climbed the stairs to the second floor. I pulled out my phone and dialed a certain someone's number. After making sure the other side had picked, I put the phone back inside the pocket. Without knocking, I opened the door to Class 2-A. What greeted me first was her long black hair along with her short skirt fluttering. She was standing by the window with her back towards me. The rays of sun that were peeking from the window shone on her lustrous black hair. She had a pa
"I was the one who orchestrated it all," I affirmed.Aina was looking at me incredulously. The way she was asking me whether I had planned it all or not; she definitely had some sort of proof to back her up.My eyes landed on her hand and the piece of torn paper she was pinching between her thumb and index finger.Pointing at that I said, "So it was my handwriting, eh? But still, to have concluded it was me just from that alone is amazing. You sure are sharp, eh, Aina."I was honestly praising her but she was not in a state to accept it. She was fuming. She was angry at me. Well, that was not surprising in the least.The sound of her teeth clattering reached my ears. I have never seen her this angry before."Why..."She began. Her face was red with anger."Why?!"She cried. She was quite a distance away from me but she closed it in an instant. She grabbed me by my collar and like a ferocious beast, spoke with her face ri