Adachi greeted his teacher with a polite nod and took a seat in the chair near her desk. The teacher, Mrs. Suzuki, wore a concerned expression as she began to speak.
"Adachi, your mother contacted me earlier today," she said, her tone gentle but serious. "She expressed some concerns about your future plans and the choices you've been making recently."
Adachi leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "What did she say, Mrs. Suzuki?"
Mrs. Suzuki continued, "She mentioned that you're considering pursuing a higher degree abroad, and she's quite worried about it. She feels that some of your choices have been rather... unconventional."
Adachi sighed, realizing that his mother's apprehension had reached his school. "I understand her concerns, but I've thought long and hard about my decisions. I believe studying abroad is the right path for me."
Mrs. Suzuki nodded in understanding. "I don't doubt your dedication and abilities, Adachi, but it's important to keep your family's concerns in mind. Your mother wants the best for you, and she's afraid that you're making decisions that might be seen as... reckless."
Adachi bit his lip, torn between his aspirations and his mother's worries. He replied, "I appreciate her concern, and I'll try to talk to her about it. I want to find a way to make her understand that I'm doing this to achieve my dreams."
Mrs. Suzuki offered a reassuring smile. "That's a good start, Adachi. Communication can often bridge the gap between differing perspectives. Just remember to consider the feelings and concerns of those who care about you as you pursue your ambitions."
Adachi nodded, absorbing the advice, and left the teacher's room with a heavy heart. His steps grew heavier as he walked through the school corridors, his frustration simmering and a feeling of disbelief about his mother's actions weighing on him.
Finding a quiet corner in the hallway, Adachi couldn't contain his anger any longer. He muttered under his breath, "Why does she always have to interfere? I thought she'd understand my dreams and ambitions by now. It's like she's determined to control every aspect of my life."
Adachi's fists clenched in frustration as he wrestled with the turmoil of his emotions. He had always believed in his dreams and was willing to work hard to achieve them. But the constant interference and doubt from his family, especially his mother, felt like an anchor dragging him down.
He knew he needed to find a way to make his mother see that he was making choices for his future, choices that were important to him. But in that moment, he couldn't help but resent the obstacles and misunderstandings that stood in his way.
As Adachi was lost in thought, his frustration still simmering, a sudden and surreal event disrupted his inner musings. Out of thin air, a strange, childlike hand with ghostly, translucent fingers emerged. It appeared like a phantom from some otherworldly dimension. Shocked and frozen in place, Adachi couldn't react.
Before he could make sense of this bizarre occurrence, the eerie hand lunged towards him. Its fingers wrapped around his wrist with an unexpected strength, tugging him toward it. Panic surged through Adachi as he was helplessly pulled closer, his mind racing with fear and confusion.
During this time, Haruta, genuinely concerned about Adachi, couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong at school. He decided to go look for Adachi shortly after he left to meet his teacher. As he roamed the school's hallways, he spotted Adachi coming out of the teacher's room, his face a mix of anger and disbelief.
Haruta sensed that it wasn't the right moment to approach Adachi directly, but he couldn't ignore his friend's clear distress. Keeping a discreet distance, he chose to follow Adachi, staying close enough to provide support if needed while giving him space to process his emotions.
As Haruta turned the corner and saw the hand gripping Adachi, fear surged through him. He had no idea how to react, but he felt a strong determination to protect his friend. With all his strength, he clung to Adachi's hand.
Adachi, realizing that he wasn't alone in this strange situation, cried out for help. Amidst the chaos, Haruta heard a mysterious voice that seemed to come from nowhere. It said, "Child, this is not your time, neither it's not your fault."
Despite the cryptic words, Haruta refused to release Adachi's hand. He was ready to fight to keep his friend safe, no matter what mysterious force was at play.
As Adachi was dragged by the strange hand and vanished into thin air, Haruto was knocked back by the force of the bizarre occurrence. Tears welled up in Haruta's eyes as he shouted in shock, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
Other students started to gather, drawn by Haruto's shouts of disbelief. Among the concerned onlookers were Daiki and his childhood friend, Himari. Nobody had any idea what was unfolding before their eyes. Daiki, worried about his friend's shouting, approached the bewildered Haruta, seeking an explanation.
Haruta stared at the place where Adachi had disappeared, shock and disbelief written all over his face. He couldn't find words to explain the inexplicable event, but he knew they were in a dire situation.
The same enigmatic voice whispered to Haruta again, saying, "Hear, feel, think." Haruta listened intently, trying to make sense of the cryptic message when another bizarre event unfolded. An eerie hand materialized behind Daiki, grasping him with a force that mirrored Adachi's earlier disappearance.
Just as Daiki seemed about to be dragged into an unknown abyss, his childhood friend, Himari, leaped into action. She pushed Daiki away from the mysterious hand, sacrificing herself instead. The spectral hand seized Himari and pulled her into its mystifying void until she, too, vanished from sight.
Daiki, overwhelmed by the inexplicable events, jumped onto Haruta, who remained on his knees in shock. Daiki desperately implored Haruta for answers, his voice trembling with fear and confusion, as the students around them tried to comprehend what had just transpired.
Haruto, caught in a whirlwind of confusion and fear, didn't have a moment to catch his breath. As another event unfolded, a white circle materialized beneath him as he knelt in shock. Daiki, panicking and demanding answers, shouted at Haruto, who was equally bewildered.
Simultaneously, a star began to form in the center of the circle. Unintelligible script rapidly scrolled around the circumference of the circle, mystifying onlookers. Fear took hold of the students, causing them to scatter and scream in terror.
Haruto, experiencing a mix of panic and curiosity, decided he needed to escape from the enigmatic circle. However, the same voice from before implored him to stay. In a moment of trust, Haruto decided to heed the voice's guidance. Daiki, left in the dark and utterly bewildered, had no choice but to stay inside the circle as well.
Within the circle, a brilliant bolt of light erupted from the ground, forming a powerful beam that surged into the sky, obliterating everything in its path and leaving an indelible mark on the world.