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Introduction ‘Has it already been three years since I last passed through this immigration gate…?’ Since graduating from high school seven years ago, I’ve only come back to Japan from America a handful of times. Even after I’d graduated from college, I only came back to Japan to celebrate New Year’s. But these past couple years, I’ve been too busy with a film project to even go back for that annual visit. This time, I’ve been half-forced to come back to attend the wedding of a childhood friend. ‘Natsuki’s been calling to constantly remind me like she’s been possessed by a demon, and Yuu and Mochita sent texts saying that they’d uncovered a video of my dark past and I’d better come and get it if I didn’t want it sent to everyone…’ I’d already been planning to attend in the first place, but they pressured me to take time off before and after the ceremony too, just in case. I know exactly why the three of them have been so persistent about this. Even once I’ve come back to Japan, I don’t contact anyone other than family, and haven’t ever bothered to meet up with them. ‘Although, it’d be more accurate to say that I couldn’t meet them…’ I narrowed my eyes behind my sunglasses and looked at the single Boston bag of luggage I had with me. I rummaged inside of it as I sat in a chair in the lobby and immediately found what I was looking for. A thick, worn-out red notebook with the words, “Sakuragaoka High School Class 2-3, Aida Miou,” written on the cover. Each design captured a piece of the world with delicate brush work, just as neatly as the words on the cover were written.

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IntroductionHas it already been three years since I last passed through this immigration gate?Since graduating from high school seven years ago, Ive only come back to Japan from America a handful of times.Even after Id graduated from college, I only came back to Japan to celebrate Ne !ears. "ut these past couple years, Ive been too busy ith a #lm pro$ect to even go back for that annual visit.%his time, Ive been half&forced to come back to attend the edding of a childhood friend.Natsukis been calling to constantly remind me like shes been possessed by a demon, and Yuu and Mochita sent texts saying that theyd uncoered a ideo o! my dark past and Id better come and get it i! I didnt "ant it sent to eeryoneId already been planning to attend in the #rst place, but they pressured me to take time o' before and after the ceremony too, $ust in case.I kno e(actly hy the three of them have been so persistent about this.Even once Ive come back to Japan, I dont contact anyone other than family, and havent ever bothered to meet up ith them.#lthough, itd be more accurate to say that I couldnt meet themI narroed my eyes behind my sunglasses and looked at the single "oston bag of luggage I had ith me.I rummaged inside of it as I sat in a chair in the lobby and immediately found hat I as looking for.A thick, orn&out red notebook ith the ords, )Sakuragaoka *igh School +lass ,&-, Aida .iou,/ ritten on the cover.Each design captured a piece of the orld ith delicate brush ork, $ust as neatly as the ords on the cover ere ritten.)It doesnt feel like they ere dran very carefully, but $ust0 naturally./No matter ho many times I looked at them, strangely, I never got tired of her orks. Every time I turned the pages, it felt like the very #rst, but at the same time, nostalgia ould seep over me.)0.I onder ho shes doing./I hadnt seen her since graduation, but I alays remembered her ith her gentlesmile.1hen I close my eyes, my memories of high school come back in vivid detail.%he memories of days here I couldnt pull through ith my on feelings, but still alays gave it my all.23Mochizuki Souta"irthday4 September -*oroscope Sign4 5irgo"lood %ype4 "In the 6ilm +lub. Sensitive, and is often teased by his friends.*e really likes Akari, but0.23solution 1)I have something to talk to you about. At 7489 after school today, could you ait for me in this classroom:/+atching Akari $ust after shed come back from sitching classes, Souta had his second conversation ith her.Although, Akari hadnt said anything in reply, so it as hard to call it an actual conversation.Still, he as certain that she had nodded in anser to hat hed said.Even after short homeroom and clean&up had ended, there as still time before their arranged meeting.I thought Id leae some time to settle do"n be!ore going, but it ended up haing the opposite e$ect%*e couldnt keep still, and kept glancing up at the clock.After talking to Akari, he hadnt been able to focus on the lessons at all, and his heart $ust ouldnt stop pounding noisily.#t this rate, it !eels like Ill collapse be!ore I een get to con!ess to #karin%&''t, b'''t();ah:ooking at the clock, he sa that hour hand as about to reach four.It as still a little early, but he couldnt make her ait hen hed been the one to call her out.Souta started alking and headed for Akaris class, the place for their meeting.*is heart pounded ith each ?ight of stairs he ent don, and each step he took through the halls."y the time he as standing in front of the door, it felt almost painful.,ust a little longer, -ust need to hang on !or a little longer%*e pressed a hand to his chest and told his heart that seemed on the brink of e(ploding at any moment.*e glanced at his ristatch, and sa that it as no 749@.,ust .e more minutes*e usually never paid it much attention, but right no, his heart as noisy ith an(iety, uneasiness, anticipation, and a bunch of other emotions. It seemed thatpeople fell in love not $ust ith their head, but their entire bodies.I "ant to change% I "ant to become strong enough to tell #karin my !eelings%+losing his eyes tightly, Souta said these ords to himself for motivation.*e took one #nal deep breath, and reached out for the door.Here I go%Sliding open the door that felt heavier than usual, he took that #rst step toardschange. Haing to deal "ith this bright summer sun a!ter pulling an all/nighter is torture%It as bad enough that he had soccer class on .onday mornings, but this blinding sunlight and heat ere too much.%he consciousness of .ochiAuki Souta, ho had been atching B5Bs until it asnearly dan, as alays fading aay.I kne" I should hae stopped a!ter the .rst one% 0ait, I !eel like thats "hat I said last time, too%*e kne the conseCuences, but he had also promised himself that once he pressed the play button, he ouldnt move aay from the %5 until the movie ended, ending credits and all.In any case, last night he had been atching the orks from his favorite director, and had gotten sucked into atching several in a ro.A single love that lasts forever, they call that )unreCuited love./%he character from the movie had said this line during a pretty depressing scene.Although the circumstances of the character from the movie ere completely di'erent from Soutas, for some reason, that line really struck him and remainedlodged in the back of his heart.Its probably because o! the !act that no matter "ho you are, loe is something you -ust cant ignore once youe !ound it%*e had a feeling that hed $ust said something pretty good.As Souta forgot all about the heat and his fatigue and nodded in satisfaction, someone slapped the back of his head ith a clean )smack/ sound.).ochita, do your $obooking around the #eld, he sa that everyone as $ust standing aroundE the match had been put on hold. Seeing ho the the ball had already been brought back to the center circle, it looked like itd been a hile since the goal had been scored.#ck, ho" long hae I been spacing out !or%?Fuickly ?ipping the panel on the scoreboard, Souta hastily boed in apology toards the court.)Sorry< Dne point goes to %eam A