Kasuragi Sakamoto, that's the name of a 19-year-old boy who attends a public high school in Japan.
"Oi Sakamoto!"
Just now, Sakamoto arrived inside the locker room to get his supplies before going home. Someone had called his name. If possible Sakamoto wanted to ignore the voice, because it came from something he didn't want to meet.
A boy with a grinning face was standing behind Sakamoto's body, when Sakamoto turned his head to the boy's eyes startled him. As a result, Sakamoto was slightly pushed so that his body leaned against the locker wall.
"Oi… Sakamoto do you want to, avoid me? Huh?"
"N-No!" Sakamoto's eyeballs glanced the other way, because he was afraid to see the look in the man's eyes.
"Oi… oi… oi…! What are you doing? Are you ignoring me?" Sakamoto's attitude had made the boy very angry.
Plak!!!
One of the boy's hands was deliberately directed to hit the locker in order to produce a greater intimidation effect and it did work, Sakamoto was even more frightened by this. Sakamoto's legs didn't stop shaking, sweat from his forehead dripped down to his cheeks.
Sakamoto couldn't say anything, he was already too scared to even pee in there, but he still tried to hold it in so that no story tomorrow would add to his embarrassment.
"Sakamoto! Tomorrow is the test, I hope you have studied because I really need your help to get good grades."
"O-Okay!" Sakamoto was forced to obey the boy's wishes, if he refused then what happened was an event that would make him ashamed for the rest of his life.
"Then, I'll be looking forward to tomorrow, just so you know, if I get a bad grade or fall short of the standard I want. I will make you regret it!"
After threatening, the boy left Sakamoto.
***
The journey to the house Sakamoto's face was only filled with sadness. The fear of facing tomorrow continued to haunt his mind like a dangerous disease that would kill him in a matter of hours.
"How is this… I really want to be free from this very sad life."
It has been a long time since Sakamoto has been bullied in his life, every school he goes to is just the laughing stock of his classmates.
Not having any skills makes him always a target for other boys. Even the girls at his school feel reluctant to know him, they are afraid that they will be affected by the insults and insults that have always been something that has always been related to Sakamoto.
It had been a long time since Sakamoto had lost hope. A smile can no longer be etched on his face, there is only a sad story that accompanies his day every day.
Sakamoto always hoped that fate would provide justice, but until now justice has never existed. Sakamoto is tired, Sakamoto is sad, Sakamoto has lost a light of life to look at a bright future.
"I am home!" Sakamoto said those words, even though he knew no one would answer.
Only home is a place where Sakamoto can forget those painful days. Sakamoto has no family, he just lives alone. Since childhood he was cared for by his grandparents, to school in the city he had to leave the village. Two years ago his grandfather died and two months ago his grandmother also left him for forever.
There is no longer anyone to accompany Sakamoto's day. Only sweet memories are stored in an old photo on the study table.
"Huh…!" Sakamoto took a deep breath when he realized that he wouldn't be able to go back to the past where he could laugh and cry without anyone scolding him.
When Sakamoto wants to study his tears are always sad. The beautiful memories that were always present in his mind became the antidote for him to move, even though his heart was crying blood. There is no medicine to soothe a broken heart, no one will be able to remove the scars from the sad story that is happening to him right now.
In order to fulfill the wishes of a ruffian friend who always makes sad stories to him, Sakamoto studies without thinking about his health. His eyes hurt that is a natural reaction, his body has limits, he is not a robot who can always open his eyes 24 hours just to see something.
Even though he was sleepy, Sakamoto continued to study timeless. He is used to doing that, in class Sakamoto has an advantage in his brain, but not physically.
Since coming home from school until late at night the body is constantly forced to study to make others proud. That's not what Sakamoto wanted, he didn't want to fight for others, but it can't be helped, fate never favors someone like him.
"Teeet!"
"Huh!" Sakamoto's eyes opened after hearing the alarm go off. Half asleep he checked the time.
The time is 7:00 am. Sakamoto was immediately shocked, his eyes that were originally still sleepy now opened wide.
Sakamoto then hurriedly went to school to catch up on the remaining time so as not to be late.
***
His footsteps immediately froze, his body seemed to suggest running after being in front of the school gate.
Sakamoto pondered, with his head down. There's still 10 minutes left before the school bell rings.
Sakamoto's hands clenched tightly. "Will today be the same as yesterday and before?" His brows furrowed as his eyelids closed.
That fear becomes a burden on the mind that haunts Sakamoto. If he could run he wanted to run, if he could fight he wanted to fight, but then again there was nothing he could do.
Not for a long time, due to too long contemplating the school bell rang. Sakamoto's head immediately lifted, as soon as he realized that there was no time left he quickly spurred his feet into the school grounds.
Sakamoto can't run fast, he's bad at sports this is also one of the factors that causes him to have to accept the humiliation of being a weak child.
"Huh! Huh! Huh! I hope I still have time!"
It took about 15 minutes for Sakamoto to run, before he saw the classroom. But the room was very quiet because from a distance the figure of a teacher was sitting.
"Plaque!"
The atmosphere became quiet after Sakamoto entered the classroom with a hand that accidentally hit the door. All eyes immediately turned to him.
Sakamoto glanced at all the faces, and finally the face of the teacher who was teaching in the room. There was a cynical look on the teacher's face.
Sakamoto's gaze immediately fell to the floor, his lips lowered as his eyebrows dropped as well.
__To Be Continued__