The first chapter is very angsty. I'm sorry for this one. I promise the next will be better. This chapter is pretty bad I am sorry.


At the age of five, Kano was a child of many habits with a love for his mother.

Kano was an only child.

He lived with his kind and beautiful mother.

The first eight years of his life, he hadn't known his father yet.

But he loved and cared for his mother so much that it didn't seem to matter.

His mother was always very busy with little time to spend with her little boy.

Kano was okay with this, as long as his mother was there when he needed her, it was fine.

Because his mother was always so busy, he cherished every minute with her.

Kano wanted her attention, her attention was always on the computer screen that was splattered with confusing numbers and lists that made his head spin.

And often enough that computer made mother sad.

On free days, Kano would drag his mother outside to play with him and his neighbor Kousuke.

These days are especially rare but among the most cherished memories of Kano's childhood.

On those days, Kano would show his mother a variety of objects he found astounded him.

Whether it be caterpillars, a shiny rock or even the small yellow hair clip from his neighbor.

His mother knew Kano meant well, but his mother had enough dirt and insects in the house- along with the black haired child's cries of a lost possession. These small acts of disturbing his mother had ended up having Kano grounded to the carpet of his bedroom.

The first day Kano cried. He begged his mother to go outside with some hope to play with his neighbor.

The second day, Kano continued to cry. This time he tried to reason with his mother. Knowing this was just a plea of desperation, Kano's mother refused once again.

The third day, Kano was no where to be found. His mother searched frantically around the house for a sign. It became quite clear where he had gone once she had come across the open window in his room. As his mother peeked her head out of the window, ready to give him a scolding, Kano had been seated under a tree. His hands were filled with dirt, hair disheveled but peaceful. Kano's mother left him alone that day.

The fourth day Kano brought to the house small stones to decorate his mother's room. His mother declined to let him into her room after that day. Kano paused and thought.

Kano said he wanted to show his mother the beauty of the world.

Kano wanted his mom to enjoy the world just as much as he did.

The fifth day Kano was no longer grounded.

The sixth day he spent around town with his mom.

The seventh day he spent outside with his mom.

The eight he spent at the mall with his mom.

The ninth he spent at Kousuke's house for a sleepover.

On the tenth day his mother died.

May 10. Kano's birthday was the day robbers broke into their house at two AM and killed his mother.

During the police investigation, they found a box in the closet labeled 'For Shuuya'

Inside was a small digital camera with an envelop full of previous pictures.

Written in the interior of the box was 'So you may enjoy and love all the world has to offer'

On the eleventh day, Kano was alone.

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Kano lived with Seto for several years. Seto's parents offered to take Kano in as a foster child. They had known the child long enough that they were practically family anyway. Things almost always were a bumpy and unforgiving ride, but Kano was glad that there were still people who cared enough about him. Seto and his family was kind and forgiving. The world was not.

At the age of nine, Kano was forced to move back into his old house with the father he never knew and the memories he buried.

Kano's father was not like his mother at all. His father was cruel. As Kano would speak of his mother as a goddess, his father was a demon. Kano chose to revoke these memories for as long as he lived.

Kano learned to deal with his problems with age but his father never changed. Kano began to cope with the loss in his life by taking up photography of people. Using the camera his mother gave him, he would wander parks and take pictures of the strange expressions others would make.

When Kano got to middle school, he was fairly popular. He was the type to flirt a lot with girls, yet he never dated any of them. He was asked out. But he never said yes.

Kano began to use the digital camera in middle school. About the same time his father started blaming him for Kano's mother's death. Kano, being who he was, knew this all too well. Kano never doubted that it was, in fact, his fault his mother died. He accepted his father's words. Kano took the blame and all of his father's pain. He wanted to say 'it's not my fault', but the words never make their way to his tongue.

To avoid these thoughts, Kano used this camera as an escape, he would spend all day taking pictures. These photographs consisted of, well, everything. Scenery, shadows, snakes, friends, a baby's smile, a jogger caught in his music, a loud musician, a kind mother, happy families.

These were the things he enjoyed. He became overcome of the thought that if he never seized these moments, they would always be lost forever.

These pictures of people smiling- enjoying life-

Is what distracted him from his thoughts.

It distracted him from the father that blamed him.

His camera- his last memory of his mother-

Was his shelter.

The images helped keep him sane.

They keep him connected to the real world.

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His father drank. His father smelled of alcohol and body odor.

So Kano chose to distance himself from his father's existence and drifted to Seto and his group of friends.

Seto was a kind person, with a heartwarming smile and a happy go lucky vibe. Being his childhood friend and neighbor, he and Kano were practically brothers. Seto came off as an innocent spirit hidden from danger. He always had a soft spot for animals and very much a dog person. Not to mention according to the local girl he was a total hunk. He was a sure pit stop for high school girls looking for someone to crush on.

He met Ayano in his last year of middle school. Ayano was two years older than him.

Ayano was quite the benevolent spirit. Very comparable to an angel bound to Earth. A sweet girl with family centered mind. She wears a long red scarf despite the blistering heat, often a boy two years above him of her's will say 'That isn't very heroic you know.' Kano couldn't have agreed more, but he doesn't have the heart to tell the angel.

Ayano was his first crush. To him, Ayano was second to his camera. (Which was a fact to be proud about) Ayano was the smell of strawberries, a soft smile and the color red. Ayano was someone who did something no one else had done. Ayano praised him.

She told him 'Good job Shuuya' when he scored high on a test he didn't care for. She gave him a pat on the back when he needed it. He felt as if Ayano was the one person who could understand him.

It's not like Seto didn't understand him. Seto understood him. To some point. Seto seemed to busy with the young girl at the flower shop near school to care. Kano didn't mind when Seto didn't take notice of his many problems. As Seto had the girl at the shop, he would have Ayano right?

He thought wrong.

Upon the last year of high school, Ayano met someone. A guy named Shintaro Kisaragi. Ayano would talk about him like he was a saint. She talked about a mislead genius teenager with a soft spot. Even though he had never met this Shimhano or whatever he was called- He hated him the moment Ayano chirped out his name.

When he met Shintaro, he tried to get along with him. He really did. He even took a small commemoration photo of Shintaro and Ayano.

To Kano, Shintaro was a stuck up, know it all with too big an ego to know what to do with.

To Ayano, Shintaro was a normal guy who just needed a change of heart.

To Ayano, she was that change of heart Shintaro needed.

Shintaro infuriated Kano to no end. Shintaro was cruel. He often crossed the line of bullying and playful teasing. His words were dead, meaningless. No spark in his eyes.

Yet Ayano loved him.

Kano couldn't understand it.

Shintaro was mean.

Ayano was nice.

The two are basically opposites. Yet Ayano chose to love Shintaro for who he was. Even if Shintaro was cruel to her.

Kano thought he would never understand love.


Tsun: I'm still rather new to writing fanfiction so I'm not sure if you get a notice for this or something. But I am writing the chapters, slowly. Sorry sorry. I am planning my stories now, cameraman is currently on priority, but school has to come first. I know this is an old project, but I plan to follow it through. I'm planning on making longer chapters. But school is time consuming.