I(Harami Shinka) was living a normal everyday life, up until 8th grade.Suddenly the people around me, my classmates, friends and family alike started to change.Your Grades need to be higher for you to accepted into a good university or you still play hero and watch those stupid cartoons.These were the words spat out at me everyday.I started avoiding my parents and siblings and at school I would eat lunch by myself and go straight home once school finished.One day the stress and anxiety grew far greater than I could handle and I had a mental shutdown in school during class.
After that day I locked my self in my room.And I never left; not to eat, drink or go back to school either, I just got my mum to leave the food outside my door.I became a shut-in and for Two years I did nothing but read manga and watch anime in order to drown out my fears.My fear of everyone changing, me being the only one who hasn't changed and then being forgotten by them.Suprisingly I actually took quite a liking to the "Otaku" lifestyle and fell head over heels for manga and anime.The characters were just so lovable, the stories were so thrilling and exciting, but most of all what I wanted was to be like them the characters in all the stories I'd read and anime I watched.To be strong and able to stand up for myslef and for others, kind to everyone, socialble, likable.Everything I was not.
On my 15 birthday two years after I started loving the life of a shut-in my parents told me that we would be moving to tokyo for dad's new job(I lived in kyoto).I never knew anything about(not suprising since i haden't left my room for two years).I Hurringly packed my things(manga, games, comics, etc) and ran to the car.Before quickly hoping inside.While in the car everyone had a grim expression on their faces.I had no idea why, I thought it was just because they were all sad to leave kyoto.If only at that moment in time I'd known how wrong i was maybe, just maybe I could of avoided the tradgedy that would soon befall me.