Makoto 2011 - 21yrs old

Chapter 1: Kanno Makoto

Sometimes I find myself trying to figure out what would have happened if I had never met Chiaki. It has been almost seven years since he left, yet I find myself in a position in where I still can't really stop looking up for the future, as if I were running towards it. It's pretty hard for me in those days were I feel time passes way too slow. This is truly what I feel, but for now it makes no sense. I'm trying to convince myself that nothing that I try would ever lead me towards him, and so little by little I'm moving on, towards a different future.

I'm currently on my third year in Kawamura Tech University. If you ask me why I enrolled myself in such university when I sucked on math during high school, I could answer you easily. It's due to the fact that I've learned about time traveling, the fact of how much I yearn to see at least for an instant those olive green eyes, and that bright orange hair. This in fact is what makes so hard for me to move on, the why after seven years I still have the hope of running towards him.

If by now you are wondering about Kousuke, I'll answer you he's fine. He's studying medicine. I was surprised when he confessed what he wanted to study, it seems absurd since he never really like Biology or other med related high school classes. I've always thought he was going to be a business man or such. But now I've seen how much delighted he is, and so I dropped out the topic, since in the end we became so alike about choosing unexpected paths.

We still hang out together, even if our schedules are harder to coincide, but as it seems our friendship goes far beyond time. Sometimes we bring Chiaki in our conversations, sometimes even though we don't mention him, he lingers in our space, like smoke, suffocating our entire conversations, at this times we agreed to just sit there side by side, not speaking or commenting at all. Sometimes at these moments also I find myself or either crying like a total baby, or laughing like a lunatic, meanwhile Kousuke just sits there making company. He makes it a bit more bearable.

And this is how my day by day passes by: Full of old memories and reminiscence.