Years have passed, and I find myself alone on the throne, searching for someone amid shattered norms. Perhaps they never existed. Akane-san, with her smooth white hair, still makes me want to get lost in the years, feeling like you've had a profound impact on my life.
Allow me to share my story...
At 17, a mystic event unfolded in November 2022.
Hiro: "Here."
Yamamoto: "Here."
Yorū: I hope I'm not marked absent... I hope, hope.
Our nearly crumbling classroom door swung open, revealing Satoshi-sensei, 52 and single, with now fogged glasses.
"...Late again, aren't you?"
Yes, I'm late, damn you. I don't see what's so abnormal about it. The whole class stared as if something had happened.
"Can I take my seat, sensei?"
"Houff, fine, take a seat."
Victory.
Akane: "Here."
Even her saying "here" is delightful. I thought I couldn't open my heart to a woman, but she was different.
The day ended, and the bells rang 4:00. After everyone left, I slowly exited. Commuting from a remote town to the school in the city was challenging for me.
Passing through a narrow street, my body started trembling. These streets were known for not being safe, and the possibility of someone following me made me quicken my steps.
"But seriously, I just want to go home and sleep. Maybe uninterrupted for 16 hours."
As I hastened my steps, I noticed a stone on the ground that resembled natural stones found in the area, which wasn't unusual.
It seemed like fate, and against my will, I took it home, falling asleep upon arrival.~