"yuka?" yuka—?
Yuukaa!! "ah! I've been screaming his name for a while but Yuka seems to be exhausted. I should let him breathe for a while. At that moment, I couldn't help but observe Yuka's sleeping face. It seemed so soft and warm. Despite the piercing and cold eyes that she often reveals.
Seen like that, Yuka seems harmless. I'm Nana Grinderfield and Yuka is my best friend or should I say Yuka and I are dating.
A somewhat special relationship.
our story began on a winter day. Yes, I remember .
The day Yuka saved my life.
"Wow it's cold. We freeze" at that time I was only 12 years old. I had gone to class earlier than planned. I was cleaning and the cold was hellish.
" Hi, how are you? - Yes and you ?
— oh did you see the new episode of the exorcists of Tokyo? — no I didn't have time, why?
— hey did you see the girl over there? — where? — oh yes! It seems she's a foreigner—why did she come here?—she's strange. - Yes I know.
as always this morning cacophony. But most of it was directed at me. I was a foreigner who had settled in Hokaido, one of the prefectures of Japan. Despite my efforts to fit in, I couldn't. I felt like I wasn't good enough and sometimes felt like I was being pushed aside. so in each of my free times I read a book.
For me it was a way of keeping a low profile and not being noticed. But when you come from a place as far away as England it's difficult to hide your appearance and your accent. I kept repeating the same actions every day I had to go to school. It had become my routine.
"hi yuka—how are you? " — well and you? — " it was a morning like any other. The only difference was that I could see the best student in school. Yuka ichinose—a beautiful and elegant girl, cheerful and kind to everyone around her. Unlike the other girls, Yuka did not act politely and obeyed the rules.
In an indiscreet look my eyes wanted to see further than they were allowed. His uniform suited him perfectly. Her thin pale body accompanied by her chest, although average but perfectly symmetrical, were the object of daydreams for the majority of the boys around her.
I knew it because where I come from, it was a daily vice. I could easily read their crafted faces.
—they were lying. Is Yuka also a liar who hides her true personality? _
"..mh?!"
shit I looked too long and got caught. In a rather instinctive reaction I hid behind the book I was reading.
— where are you going yuka? I could hear the complaints of these friends.
— don't go there, this girl is a foreigner, you risk catching an illness or even getting pregnant."
Yes yuka listen there. I'm a stranger you shouldn't come near me.
That's what I said but deep down I desperately wanted to be her friend.
It was at this moment that I realized that I too was a liar.
"hi what are you reading?" I didn't understand his question. I was too disturbed by my mental state.
"I TOO WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND" I screamed without even being aware of my surroundings and that Yuka was standing in front of me. What seemed like just a personal thought slipped out of my mouth.
I was embarrassed .
I wanted to escape and hid at the bottom of a hole. I was afraid that Yuka would start to hate me.
I didn't even dare look at her in the face because I was so embarrassed.
"you're a funny person." yuka had been taken aback. she took to heart what was only the feeling of my selfishness.
"Okay let's become friends. I'm Yuka Ichinose and you? "I was a liar who hid these true feelings.
But Yuka she wasn't.
These words were like Mayet breaking the glass wall that oppressed my heart. his hand was extended towards me accompanied by a modest smile. it was not the fake smile she displayed in front of others but the true feeling of these feelings.
"yuka.." her name was so soft and pleasant to pronounce.
" what are you reading ? " she asked, sitting down on the cool grass at the foot of the biggest tree in the school garden.
"you...you're going to ruin your clothes" I had babbled without realizing it. Yuka was sitting next to me on the fresh morning grass under the surprised looks of those who claimed to be these friends.
"jujutsu kaisen" I had finally answered that question. Will she be disappointed because I'm an Otaku? I was afraid of losing the only friend I had here.
"oh the one with the Tokyo exorcists.. I read it too" Yuka was excited And I was surprised. we shared the same passions. I felt a little closer to her. Even if it was just my opinion. Yuka also had a volume of the book in her bag.
most recent. "so who is your favorite character? " —
"the one with covered eyes who is a teacher." I responded immediately. But Yuka remained silent before clapping her two hands as if to pay homage. I didn't understand why she did that. I was about to ask him back when a group of people approached us.
"What do we have here? The recluse from society who makes friends with Yuka." it was touya's group.
It goes to show that in every establishment there will always be troublemakers. Here it was Touya's group, the delinquents from Hironomiya High School.
"what do you want touya hironomiya" yuka was colder than usual. I felt like she was coming out of her claws.
"Just a courtesy greeting. What am I not allowed to greet His Highness? Even if now she is fallen" Touya's gaze turned to me.
it was cold and imposing. I hid behind my book, trembling. I was pathetic. I hated my helplessness. Yuka was going to lose the trust of all her friends. I would feel bad for doing this to him out of pure selfishness.
After all I am a liar.
"yuka!! He is right . Thank you for standing up for me. But if this continues you risk losing everything because of me. Ngh..!!!"
I was crying .
Hidden behind my book. I had made a friend. But my existence will destroy his. It was hard .
This feeling of pressure that engulfed my heart. I felt like a stronger wall was imprisoning my heart again. I had to flee. I wanted to return to England. If I hadn't gotten this scholarship. I would never have come here.
They will probably be disappointed but it's better this way. I had made a friend. My daily routine had been broken and for once I felt the warmth of having someone there.
"hold on." Yuka grabbed my hand to stop me from running away.
"—tell me what is your name?" — "…nana grinderfield" even if it was only the fruit of my selfishness.
I wanted to believe it. Yuka pulled me towards her. At that moment our two bodies, although distant, had become one. My face was red with embarrassment. I thought I was going to faint because we were so private in front of everyone.
"I love you girl" — "eh? . I didn't understand anything but the heat coming from Yuka's lips on mine was real.
That day, in everyone's eyes, Yuka the so-called high school princess and I had become a couple. My high school years were over and I would have to return to England. But this time it was different. Yuka had decided to accompany me and go to the same university. our parents agreed on this being done.
"Let's go, girls," my mother announced. Curious eyes watched us from the back window of the car. She was my little sister and Yuka's little brother.
They too had decided to spend their lives as high school students in England.
"don't they do it a little too much?" he asked
"I don't know." she replied coldly. " what are you playing ? Can I take the other end? Tell me it's Kouta ichinose"
"- If you want . But it is a Japanese language program. not sure you can follow. I'm Béatrice Grinderfield."
—" I play it often so don't worry. I see that you handle Rachel perfectly. I am unbeatable with Hakoumen.
" — hey " — a second control stick?" " — if you lose you will owe me 1000 yen"
— Wow, pretty tough in negotiation, ok and if I win. Let's become friends between divergent people. "
Yuka and I walked hand in hand to the car that was supposed to take us to the airport.
" we will come back here after university right yuka?" — if only I hadn't said that. If only…
"ugh!.. where am I?" Ah you finally wake up.
" who is she ? Yuka… yuuukaaa!!" I woke up with a start. I was worried about Yuka after what happened.
"don't worry, your friend has nothing. I was able to heal these wounds using my magic" — the girl present near Yuka was in reality a kid younger than me. These hair bowls were illuminated by the glow that emanated from these hands.
"magic?.." yuka was lying next to me. She was unconscious. A burst of remorse invaded my heart while tears streamed down my cheeks in streams.
"— please avenge yuka "Despite my hatred against the divergent. There were nevertheless good ones. Because of my Powerlessness, once again the burden was carried by someone else.
" do not worry . This is why guilds exist... justice will be done" when he sees his body disappear in the distance. I felt relieved.
"justice?.." that day too, Touya's group had stopped bothering me. Was it because Yuka was at my side that justice was somehow rendered? .
"sorry for always making the wrong decisions yuka".