“What…are you talking about?” Nakamura uttered those words so feebly that it was equal to not speaking as well.She, like a mechanical robot, slowly turned her head towards her dad.“Dad, what is he talking about?” She asked but Tatsuya didn’t respond and just cast his head down.She then looked at my mom sitting across from her.“Hitomi-san? Tell me that it’s a lie.” She didn’t speak as well. Just like Tatsuya, she had her head cast down.Nakamura was panicking as time passed.“Hey. Why are you two silent? Answer me!” Nakamura screamed and begged the two adults to speak. But, no. They didn’t speak. They couldn’t. For what I told was nothing but plain truth.A dark shadow started forming on Nakamura’s face as even after five minutes had passed the two of them hadn’t said anything. No retort. Not a single word. Their faces were paling. It was turning white. Deathly so.I gripped the small glass with a cold drink in it and gulped its content in one go.With a small thud, I placed the gl
After making sure that the three of them had gone from the small opening in the window, I stepped out.The middle-aged man along with some young staff was standing there wide-eyed.“Um…what just happened…?”“Ah, nothing. Just a small quarrel.”They didn’t look convinced. One of the female employees looked over my shoulder to our booth where things were a bit messy. Chunks of wood had come off and drinks and food were sprawled on the table and on the floor. It was easy to guess that what had happened was not a small quarrel by any stretch.“Sorry for this ruckus. And don’t worry, I will pay for the loss.” I tried to comfort them with a smile on my face.“You have an online payment system here?” I asked.The female employee who had been looking at the scene turned her attention to me and answered. “Ah, yes.”She led me to the counter and I paid 50,000 yen as compensation. She tried to argue that the amount was more than required.“Think of it as extra payment for disturbing the atmosphe
MIYAMOTO SOTA'S POV:With his parting words, Kageyama-senpai left the booth and Miyamoto alone there.Miyamoto could hear nothing else. Not even the loud drizzling of the raindrops outside.All he could hear were the words Kageyama-senpai said. They were repeating themselves inside his mind, like a broken record. Sometimes echoing and reverberating, but they were there, inside his head, all the time.He was a geek. A nobody. A loner who had nothing going on for him. Just his books and his glasses. He barely even talked to anyone in school. Not because he didn’t want but because nobody wanted to talk to him. Of course, he was sad but he could do nothing but suffer alone. He didn’t have in him the courage to step up and talk with others confidently.For as long as he remembers, that was how he had lived his school life. And he was sure he would continue this pattern throughout middle school and even up to high school. He was saddened by this fact but he had no choice but to accept his c
TANAKA'S POV:After the encounter with Kageyama, Tanaka was unstable. The truth that he had stumbled upon was something he should never have heard. It was something he didn’t want to hear. If he hadn’t, then he wouldn’t have suffered like he is now. With unstable steps, he walked down the halls. Up ahead, on the right side was a single-person room belonging to someone he knew and someone he was close with.Instead of going to his room, he decided to go to her room.He knocked on the door twice and the door opened shortly revealing a small girl with green hair on the other side.“Tanaka?” She asked. Tanaka looked at her and noticed that she didn’t have her usual braid but her hair today was done in a half down half-up hairstyle. “Let me stay here for a while.”He went past her and sat on the bed.Matsushita closed the door and then sat on the table beside the bed without saying anything else.Tanaka peeked at her from behind.“You are writing a novel again?”“Hmmm.” Matsushita just g
Shizuku Aina was in her room, curled up under her blanket, with eyes wide awake. She had dark circles under her eyes as she hadn't been able to sleep soundly for the past few days.The words that Hamasaki had said on the rooftop were repeating inside her brain, incessantly, without giving her brain any time to rest.“I…Do I love him?”She asked that question to herself for the umpteenth time now.Ever since that encounter with Hamasaki that was the one question plaguing her day in and day out.She thought back to the very first day that the two of them met.In the snowy field, he had saved her from the thugs. If he hadn’t come to save her then god knows what would have happened to her. She was thankful to him but didn’t say so. It was because when she saw the eyes of her savior a feeling of dread assaulted her. The glint in the one eye she could see was far more dangerous that the thugs that had assaulted her. Her brain screamed at her not to involve herself with him. Thus, to distanc
We were in the dining area having our last breakfast in this luxurious hotel.With me were Yamamoto and some other students from our class. Over the course of one week, I would say we have gotten close enough to be called acquaintances.“So my dream is to become a pilot.” Said Kei with dreamy eyes.We were currently talking about our future dreams. Hattori had said that he wanted to become an astronomer. We were going in turns and I knew the baton was going to be passed on to me soon after Yamamoto’s turn.“What about you, Kageyama?” Asked Kei. I was surprised. Wasn’t it supposed to be Yamamoto’s turn!? I screamed internally but the baton was now in my hands so I had to answer.I gave it some thought. Future dreams, eh? I haven’t thought of anything of sorts. I didn’t want to become a doctor nor a pilot or an engineer. I had no dreams and no ambitions. I didn’t need to, after all. But there was one thing that I want. Maybe that might count as a dream. Since I had nothing else to say,
“…Aina?”Spurred on by my words, she turned her head towards me.Upon seeing me, I caught that her eyes had widened ever so slightly.I walked towards my door.“What are you doing here?”“I was waiting for you.”Hmm? The way she is speaking is somewhat unusual. It is somewhat similar to the voice she had that night when she came knocking at my door saying that she wanted to learn more about me.“Why? You want to know more about me? About my past?”“Although that is a part of it, that’s not completely it.”So that was one of her goals but not all? That meant she had something else in store. I could only have an ominous premonition.“And what might that be?” I asked, a bit wary.She slowly closed her eyes.“Hmph!”Then her eyes shot open suddenly.She took a quick and heavy step toward me, grabbed me by my shoulders, and inched closer.What? Is she going to kiss me!?That was the first thought that crossed my mind but it turned out that I was wrong. Unfortunately, so.She brought her li
I was in my room.The windows were open. Outside, the rain had started getting heavier by the moment. Occasional winds hit the windows hard causing them to produce a creaking sound as they vibrated. Trinkets of rain made their way inside the room and made contact with my face after which they disappeared to nowhere. The rain that formed after so many efforts and processes for a long time disappeared so easily that it reminded me of a flame in a candle; extinguished with a single puff of breath. It reminded me of how fragile life can be and how easily and effortlessly a life can be ruined despite the painstaking efforts that led to that life.A mechanical ringing sound reached my ears and I turned around to face the small speaker-like device attached to the wall above the door. An announcement was about to be made.“To all the students, due to heavy rain and bad weather conditions, the roads have been blocked and declared unsafe for use. Thus, traveling back home is not possible under