Kimi no Na wa - A Sequel

by jjadpw

Picking up from where Kimi no Na wa left off, this story begins after Taki and Mitsuha meet on the stairs. Their meeting triggers a strong Déjà vu-like feeling in Mitsuha that causes her to start seeing visions of Itomori's destruction that happened in the original alternate timeline where Mitsuha died. She experiences trauma and depression but with Taki's help, she finds recovery.

28. Chapter 27

chapter 27: sight

Mitsuha - 17 July

I find myself on my bed, staring at the wall, just like I do after every session with Emiko. Yet, today there is no frustration or pressure, but instead a serene calmness. For once, I feel in control over my life, that I have agency, and that I am not being held down by my dreams. I feel free.

Today was the first bit of progress made since I started therapy, and I can't help but feel like I have a chance of getting better again. Even though what I did today was relatively simple, and should have been accomplished at the start of therapy, I was finally starting to get better. There finally seemed to be concrete proof that I was on the road to recovery.

I sigh in relief and in contentment. In an ironic twist, despite trying to keep others out of my own personal issues, the only way I started to get better was by letting them in.

I can't help but think of Taki: how he willingly came with me, how his attitude changed completely. He didn't just accept me and treated me normally. He helped me. He allowed me to see hope again. Out of nowhere, I feel… at home. Maybe I should finally start letting others in. Even though we barely know each other, even though he has never gone through what I have gone through, he was still able to help. Maybe Taki, Grandma and Yotsuha really can help me get through this...

I take a moment to reflect on the strange occurrences in my dream. I know that it wasn't real. But now, with a calmer state of mind, I try to recall what I had seen in my dream. I mean all lies stem from truths right?. Perhaps there has been an element of reality to what I've experienced. Perhaps I can analyse all these weird dreams and spectres with rational thought, instead of letting emotion take over me. Perhaps, maybe, I may just be able to see the world with opened eyes.