Another Route: Kotomi
Authors Notes
- This will be essentially a rewriting/continuation of Kotomi's Rout from Clannad. Other characters will be present as I deem it necessary.
- I will be keeping the harem hijinks to a minimum, or remove it entirely. i.e. padding and misunderstandings will be gone, finito, stricken off the record. This is not to say there will be no attempt at humorous situations. In fact I have been told that I am quite the jokester so… look forward to that.
-No honorifics; it kills the flow of dialogue for me.
-I will be using Sentai Filmworks's script as a baseline, but I'll be heavily altering it for better flow and comedic punch.
A Brief Exchange
"I hate this town. Try as I might… I can't seem to recall anything I'd call a 'good' memory. What constitutes a happy adolescence? Family, Friends, Grades? I didn't have any of these. I am merely a shell. I have neither goals nor motivation. What future could there be for one such as me."
I am walking; traversing the familiar streets that marked the way leading to the place I spent my days. Today was the first day of my last year of attending Sakurami High School.
"After this… After this I will have no choice but to do what I can to survive."
But, that was still an entire year away; an entire, pointless void in time.
I approached the hill leading to the front gate of Sakurami High; when something caught my eye. A girl, with striking chestnut colored hair.
"Anpan!"… "Do you like it here?"… "I like it here a-lot."…
Was she talking to me? I never saw her notice me. So I assumed she was just talking to herself as she continued.
"But it very well may be that everything I like about this place will go away."… "Everything fun and enjoyable is so finite."… "Fun things, happy things; they'll all eventually disappear."… "That being the case; do you think you can still love it here?"
She seemed to be nervous. I felt it prudent so I spoke.
"Why not try finding something new? If everything you like disappears, that doesn't mean that there's nothing left to enjoy. It just means you have to work at it a little."
She jumped where she stood, and looked me in the eyes. But, I continued to walk. It seemed as though this one interaction had been the answer to the question plaguing my conscience.