Anti-Nostalgia
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and all its characters belong to Inoue Takehiko and its rightful companies. All other characters not related to Slam Dunk were created for the sole purpose of supporting this fanfiction. All rights reserved.
Prologue
I wonder… why is it when I look at the rain and listen to its soft pattering on the ground, I can feel a certain emptiness in my heart and sometimes, even a heart wrenching pain? Is my life incomplete or is it something else? That emptiness… that longing… to hold someone I love in my arms and protect them from the malice of the world, or is it? Maybe I've been reading too many manga; of dashing heroes protecting their loved ones. I feel as though I can relate… but can I?
The twinkling stars against the darkness of the night sky. Are they there for a purpose? I look at them and I can feel my heart soar with contentment, but also, grief. Again, I know not why I feel this way. I can't comprehend these feelings that suddenly overwhelm me at this age. I don't remember anything that has happened to me which made me more cheerful than usual or really depressed. I don't feel like myself anymore. I don't… or is this just the way that I am?
When I attempt to think deeper into this situation, a sharp pain would course through my brain and it will spread through my whole body. Yes, I will have a seizure. A seizure at the age of eighteen? People might consider a robust teenager like myself having a seizure is but a mere joke, but believe me, I'm not joking. Besides, no one knows. No one but me. Why would I tell anyone about my vulnerability? I have my pride to consider… even if I have to go through so much pain to overcome this, I will never abandon my pride. Never.
The pain… it's… coming again… argh… it hurts so much…
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A/N: Er… short ne? Gomen ^^6
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and all its characters belong to Inoue Takehiko and its rightful companies. All other characters not related to Slam Dunk were created for the sole purpose of supporting this fanfiction. All rights reserved.
Prologue
I wonder… why is it when I look at the rain and listen to its soft pattering on the ground, I can feel a certain emptiness in my heart and sometimes, even a heart wrenching pain? Is my life incomplete or is it something else? That emptiness… that longing… to hold someone I love in my arms and protect them from the malice of the world, or is it? Maybe I've been reading too many manga; of dashing heroes protecting their loved ones. I feel as though I can relate… but can I?
The twinkling stars against the darkness of the night sky. Are they there for a purpose? I look at them and I can feel my heart soar with contentment, but also, grief. Again, I know not why I feel this way. I can't comprehend these feelings that suddenly overwhelm me at this age. I don't remember anything that has happened to me which made me more cheerful than usual or really depressed. I don't feel like myself anymore. I don't… or is this just the way that I am?
When I attempt to think deeper into this situation, a sharp pain would course through my brain and it will spread through my whole body. Yes, I will have a seizure. A seizure at the age of eighteen? People might consider a robust teenager like myself having a seizure is but a mere joke, but believe me, I'm not joking. Besides, no one knows. No one but me. Why would I tell anyone about my vulnerability? I have my pride to consider… even if I have to go through so much pain to overcome this, I will never abandon my pride. Never.
The pain… it's… coming again… argh… it hurts so much…
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A/N: Er… short ne? Gomen ^^6