Give my heart a break
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Sana
Everything had been beautiful up until our peak of being a young adult. I knew relationships were hard but I had no idea it would get this high maintenance all of a sudden. Things were so much easier when we were younger, when I referred to him as Hayama, when we had been rivals at elementary school and when we just didn't acknowledge each other in the first place. I think to myself how I should have kept my head down and not interfere with his rebellious plans. To think how things would have been a lot more different had I not done some of the things back then. I shouldn't have met him at that park where he made that snowman. I shouldn't have tripped over, spilling juice on his hair. I shouldn't have fell into that hole and let him see me in that sorry state. Many things happened between us and it all started with me firing paint into his eye with that pistol. I have no idea where we are at the moment because we didn't exactly officially called the relationship off. Slamming the door behind me, with the suitcase rolling across the floor, leaving Akito behind seemed the best thing to do and already I was beginning to regret walking off and not planning on telling him where I was going as I sat on the luxury jet plane with Rei Sagami, who used to be my pimp and "boyfriend" but now just my trustworthy manager who gives me many opportunities to appear in all kinds of media to make up for him allowing me to fantasise and be despicably humiliated.
'Sana, please talk to me. I feel helpless not knowing what's going on with you and...' Rei paused for emphasis and then bitterly said 'Akito.'
I had become quiet for about an hour into the journey to England and Rei was clearly getting increasingly anxious about my strange behaviour. My head was throbbing with a terrible headache after not being able to properly relax and sleep. The LCD television inserted on the wall in front of me was showing an action film to avoid any sickly romantic content but is now taking a fifteen minute break for local Japanese news. Sometimes, just sometimes, I hate being famous because updates about my life was passed around and things just couldn't be kept a secret as I heard the news reporter talking in front of me and Akito's house, saying that I had run away and my whereabouts was not known. Flashes were aimed at our house and people were eager to speak to Akito about the matter but he too has disappeared. Tears escaped my eyes as they glued to the news, hoping for the news reporter to mention Akito's presence.
'I don't know where to begin…' I said to Rei, facing him with my tears still streaming.