Chapter two is a go. I already had this written, so it was only a matter of typing and uploading. I'll work on the next chapter or two tonight. I promise there'll be more words later in the story. This is only the beginning!
Dear Hayato,
Surprisingly informal for the girl who called me by my full name for over a year.
I know we haven't spoken since that school was torn down, but Touma gave me this address
She still talks to Touma, but not to me? I'm wounded.
and I figured writing couldn't hurt, right?
I guess first I should ask; how are you? Knowing you, I'm sure you're fine, but asking is customary.
You'd be surprised, Aoi, at just how not fine I truly am.
I'm doing well, still at the top of my class and everything.
I can't see you anywhere else.
Do you see your brother often?
No, but I'm sure you do.
I haven't spoken to him recently, but the last time I did he said he'd just seen you.
That was probably last month at that boring family reunion.
I don't want to seem nosy,
Is that so?
but I have to ask why you never spoke to me again. The new school wasn't that far from Shuutoku, and you had my phone number.
I could say the same to you.
Also, I'm sorry I didn't contact you sooner. I was afraid you wouldn't want to hear from me.
Why would you think that?
Please write back.
You ask too much of me, Aoi. Far too much.
