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Chapter2: empty streets, memories of unwanted past

At almost 6 in the morning, I walk these empty streets, feeling unwanted and alone.

School, is just like home. My friends are like my family. Work… it's only my work to make a living. My parents passed away years ago. They left me with my uncle, who didn't even care about me. I wish… I wish…

I only think about these things until I arrived at Kazumi High School. The school were I'm often chosen as the secretary in the students' council.

At school

I arrive at school at almost late. I entered the students' council room, I saw a guy. He is Takefumi Jirou, the president of our student's council. He's a senior.

"Ohayou, Mr. Takefumi. I'm sorry to be late again." I said while leaving my bag on my desk.

"Oh no! You're just in time, Ms. Haneoka. I really need a hand in preparing these papers. I need to submit some to the faculty and some to the council and some for the students." He said.

I took out my pen and helped him check the papers and wrote some letter handouts for the upcoming Cultural Festival. Thirty minutes passed, Yuki, Kyo and Toru came.

"Hi, Miyumi! 3" Toru greeted surprising me.

"Oh hi, Toru. Hi, Yuki." I greeted back.

"Hey… I'm here. Why didn't you greet me…!" Kyo said envy.

"I know you're there. But whenever I greet you, you always say 'what's good in the morning?" I said complaining.

"Yeah----yeah right…" Kyo muttered.

"You really came early today for helping the council in preparing for the festival." Yuki praised.

"No—not really. I got here 30 minutes before you came."

"Yeah. You're so smart and talented. You have your hands full of things to do." Toru said

"Hey, Miyumi. After doing that and before the class starts, come with me at the canteen to have a little break. I know you'll be tired and exhausted." Kyo said blushing a little.

"But I have no ti---"

"Come on. You need to have a break. You will lose all your energy if you do all this work. Take a break. Enjoy your morning." He said little irritated.

I just stared at him and smirked.

"Ok. I'll finish as soon as I can." I replied.

"Good for you." He said. He grabbed a chair and went to the corner of the room.

After few minutes, I have finished half of the work. Kyo grabbed my hand and we went to the canteen as he said. We both bought some refreshments.

"That's nice." Breathe in and breathe out. "That's a big help before starting the class." I said feeling relieved and my mind at ease.

"That's good." Kyo said with a relief sign on his face.

"Kyo…"

"Yeah…"

"Thank you… for everything"

"What do you mean? I never did anything for you!" he obstreperously said.

The bell rang and the classes start. Kyo and I went to our room. Our first subject was English.

This subject is so lame.

"Ok. Who wants to translate this sentence in no. 3? Translate it in English." Mrs. Akagi, our English teacher, asked.

The subject was so boring, no one was listening and none of us wants to answer.

Some of my classmates were listening to their CD players, while others chat with their seatmates. When I was scanning around the room, I saw Natsumi writing something on a filler notebook. I think she's writing another story to be published. She's a famous writer. I think her pen name goes a name of Azraei. Then I turn my head at the direction of where Miffy seats, I saw her looking at something. I think an autograph book. I remember that she asked me to let Arvi write and asked if she could have a picture of him. What am I saying here? So, English is our least favorite subject.

I hope this would end soon.

The teacher called our attention again.

"Doesn't anyone like to answer?" she asked again.

"Alright. I'll be calling someone from this side." She said as she looks at our direction.

"Let's see----Haneoka" the teacher called pointing at me.

Sigh…

I stood up and translated the sentence in no. 3 in front of the class. Nobody was listening. After I answered, Mrs. Akagi continued reading and giving us lectures. Then suddenly----- I remembered something…

flashback

"Mama! Mama!' a girl with bonny amethyst colored-eyes cried. It's me.

"Mama!' she continued. As soon as she almost lost her voice crying her mother gently held her in her arms. The girl in her arms was me.

"Hush my little baby. Don't cry mama's here and I will never leave you again," my mother said humming a lullaby to put me to sleep.

I was only about 4 years old. Many things had happened since that day. All of it is full of happiness. But when that day came, my life turned around. A month before my fifth birthday, my mother died of an unknown sickness. Since then, I lived at her uncle's place, the brother of her late father.

"Mother" this was the only word I spoke since then. When I started entering junior high, little by little I forgot everything about my past.

end of flashback

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