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.