Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.
Dedication: To my eldest sister, Yela, simply for supporting me no matter how insane my ideas are. I wish you all the luck in your life now.
Meilin's Letter
hitokiri_tomoe
I walked down the corridor, down the deserted hallways, down the mourning stairways and entryways. I heard someone left today, and I could feel it, the way the whole school seems to feel it. I was alone in that corridor, and I was one with it. One with the feeling of loss, one with the feeling of sadness. I stopped and saw a piece of crumpled paper at my feet. I looked around to see if there was anybody else near. No one. I was alone. I dropped on my knees and picked up the paper. Quietly, gently unwrapping it. It seemed to me that this unwrapping of paper was a ritual, something blessed, something divine. Hurrying would be a sacrilege. It was a letter. Written in a girl's neat handwriting. I stood up and went to a chair, sat down on it, and pondered the paper. At last, I decided to read it. Smoothing it gently, my eyes started traveling over the paper.
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Syaoran,
Another day passes by. Those hopeless, slow minutes I look at you as you listen to the sensei. As I watch you with your slightly ruffled hair and your amber eyes, serious, intent, concentrating. You're nothing like my type. You're far too serious, far too brooding to be a match for me. You study too much, read too much, take life too seriously. How many times have you ever smiled? Have you ever had that sweet, sweet experience of playing with other kids? Have you ever offered the first smile in a new acquaintance? Have you ever given friendship a chance? Why do you not talk with more people? Perhaps you think us too immature for you. Perhaps you just think too much. What's behind those deep, amber eyes, that speak fire to me, that so move me? Troubles and sorrows, just like the rest of us, or have you long ago passed by that stage? How do you hide everything? How do you keep me at bay for so long, preventing me from breaking your defenses? Do you ever tire, my tomodachi? Are there times when you just want to let down your invisible steel wall and open up?
Am I not your childhood tomodachi, Syaoran? Why don't you let me in? Why don't you open up? Push as I might, your wall stands unyielding, ominous threatening, oppressive. Why do you keep everything inside, Syaoran? Why does the thought of sharing scare you so much? Or is it that you are not afraid, but simply do not care?
And how, how in God's name did you ever make me fall for you? You never did a thing. Just that one simple act of kindness. That one simple act which gave me a glimpse of your inner being, of who you really are. A glimpse I would forever treasure in my heart. That day, when I was hugging you, and crying, it wasn't all because of your kindness, although I am grateful for it, it was because I knew that you cared enough for me to show me what you really are. And then and there, I also knew that I loved you. That no matter that you hide your kindness, your compassion, beneath your cloak of aloofness, I've seen you, and I loved what I've seen, and I love you.
But I do not bind you to my love. You are free to choose whomsoever you please to love, because my love is not selfish, and that, in itself, signifies that it is true.
Meilin
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I looked at the paper. Meilin… that was the name of the girl who left today. I looked up at the cherry blossoms falling to the ground. I smiled. I have seen a proof of human compassion, but most of all, I have seen and proven that true love does exist. I folded the paper carefully, and put it in my pocket. Still with the smile on my face, I walked out of Tomoeda Elementary School.
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