It's funny how one particular moment suddenly changes your life, isn't it?

I, Shirou Fubuki, am somewhat lucid right now. I have to struggle with having someone else occupying my thinking space, my personality, and my very sense of self. For now I know I am Shirou and not Atsuya. Because of someone.

Because of him.

Back in Hokkaido I was a ladies' man. I had the looks. I had the skills on the pitch. I had no problem with the ladies, I felt confident and was smooth. But now... everything's changed. I struggle to know who I am. I feel terrible when I know I am Shirou and not Atsuya. I feel useless. Scared. I'm not the person I once was.

But then he showed up.

We overcame our initial differences by doing what we both like the most in our lives: soccer. Sometimes we just need to communicate through other means, our mouths are simply not enough, we need our bodies to communicate in unison with our mouths.

And you understood me then. I felt, after that moment, there was a deeper connection between us than mere teammates. It was something magical. When we started to combine in the pitch, it felt like a slow dance, the ones I used to woo the girls with back in Hokkaido, except I was the one being wooed. Yet I did not realize it. I feel stupid for it, actually.

I felt like you were the one unwavering pillar of strength, the one safe harbor I could look to emotionally dock into every day. You made me feel secure.

Then you sacrificed yourself for the good of the team. I realized you weren't invincible.

And then I met you in the hospital...

It was the perfect time. So perfect I will never forget it. I remember the sunset, the birds chirping, the smell of the rooftop, your smell...

Then you told me those words. "Let's be like the wind together, one day." And it clicked. Every fiber of my being then realized what deep down I already knew.

I'm here, feeling all alone, on a bus, on a journey, with the world on my shoulders. Deep down I am scared to death. But when I think of you... all that goes away for a bit. And I think of becoming the wind, to visit you in that hospital, to hold you tight, sleeping next to you throughout the night. Feeling your skin. Hearing your voice, your laugh...

I didn't know I had this in me. Now that I do, it pains me that I cannot do anything about it. I am powerless, and the realization of that is painful. But someday I will get the chance to embrace you, to feel my heart race near you.

I don't know what's going to happen to me, but I do know one thing.

Someoka, I...