This is an original story. It's meant to be read like a light novel, so I'm keeping the details to a minimum.
Prologue
My mother was the only relative I knew while growing up. She was always there, supporting me with a warm smile. She bandaged my cuts and scrapes with love in her gentle hands. With no doubt in my mind, I loved her. It's been just me and my mother since I was still in diapers. I've asked about my father, but she never gives a straight answer. It's either, 'I got knocked up at a bar.' or 'He left me, and I loved you too much to let you go.' Sure, those sound reasonable, but I've always felt she had never given the truth to me. Every time I'd ask, her soft brown eyes would become dull with lament, her peach-coloured lips would purse into a pout, and her bright glow would dim.
Tragedy struck when I started high school though. During April she just simply disappeared. She was gone for 4 days before I called the police. At first I was suspected but then the police reported that there was no foul-play involved, she just simply got up and left. Since that day, I had a 100-yen coin sized tablet made with her name inscribed on it, AYASE HIRONI.
Several weeks later I found out from the police, they had tracked down my father using my birth records. They told me his address, which was in a prefecture I had never heard of before. I didn't want to leave my area, but I didn't have a choice, we were living in a cramped apartment, and even with her two jobs we barely passed by. I don't think I could make it with just a part-time job. So I decided to do what I could only do, move in with my father living in a strange prefecture I had never heard of before. I had to leave behind most of my stuff, I only had room for 3 outfits, 2 pairs of shoes, socks, underwear, and my tablet. Everything else, I left behind unwillingly. I also had ninety thousand yen with me, but that was for the train ride, and only what was needed.
I didn't want to leave, but I had no other choice. I walked to the train-station, which was five minutes from our appartment, but honestly it felt like days to reach it. When I got there, I bought my tickets, and waited for the train to come. The bench I sat on was hard, and the girl waiting next to me was cute. I watched the people as the moved about their daily lives. The girl next to me was perusing a copy of a manga magazine. My train finally came, and I said a quick good-bye to the girl, and went my way.
The train-car was barely full, and I got lucky enough to sit in a chair. The ride would take an hour. His prefecture was all the way across Tokyo. I barely rode trains because my old, and distant school was 20 minutes away from my old home.
I watched out the window thinking how my life was going to change. And boy, did it change.