I am…
I am...Yue Ayase, age fifteen. I'm a student at Mahora Academy Middle School, Baka Black, as well as a member of the Library Research. I… am also Nodoka Miyazaki's best friend and fellow bibliophile.
At least, I think I am.
Maybe it's because I still can't remember everything, or maybe it's because of all the experiences I've had since I lost my memories, but, while I am Yue Ayase, she…isn't me…
These memories I have…they don't feel like they're mine. It's as if, as if I'm her good friend, one that knows all her guilty pleasures and worst secrets, the kind of friend that's been with you so long, they know you better than you know yourself.
I know everything about her. I know the pain and sense of pointlessness she felt after her grandfather's death. I know how she cherishes her bond with Nodoka.
I know her hopes, her dreams, her fears, what she's strong at, as well as her weaknesses. I know them all so well, they could be my very own and yet… they're hers. They're Yue Ayase's.
I know that everything I remember are my own experiences, things that I have done and felt, things that I've seen with my own two eyes. I know that, but…
They aren't mine.
That just isn't me.
I didn't do any of those things.
All I've done is watch, like they're some sort of slideshow.
But, if I'm not Yue Ayase, just who am I?
Am I truly Yue Farandole?
It is true that the time I've spent in this "fantasy" world feels more like reality when compared to the dreams I've had of life in the so-called "real" world.
Studying and training with every fiber of my being, fighting the dragon, becoming a Valkyrie, these are real, these feel fresh!
Yes, she could be me. She is me.
But…
A girl with no past, and no real direction, she's not real. She's merely someone I played at being.
I'm not her.
My name is Yue Ayase.
Who am I?
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Hiya's! Long time no see!
Sorry it's been so long, but I just haven't been in a real writing type of mood lately.
^^;
Anyway, I'm back, and I've got a few ideas simmering, so be on the lookout.
What? What's that look for?
No, I'm not just writing because I don't want to get ready for my upcoming finals!
Why would you even think that?!
I mean, uh, that is…um, ah hah hah, I'm not really…you know… uh…. OMG THERE'S AN OBVIOUS DISTRACTION!
