"Ah, thanks for waiting!"
"Hurry, Taeko! The cafeteria's going to be packed. What did you go up the roof for?"
"Oh, I, um... I thought I left something there."
"So did you find it?"
"N-No... Anyway! Speaking of missing things, I read that story you told me about. The one about the missing girl."
"Oh my God! It's super creepy, isn't it?! I couldn't sleep for days after reading it!"
"The twist at the end... How could I not have realised that she wasn't missing, that she's been there all the time?! I... I couldn't... I'm still traumatised..."
"Did you read the other stories on that website? Killer stuff on there, I tell you."
"Yes. Oh God—Ah, Fumi-chan, there's someone behind. You're blocking the way."
"Oops, sorry!"
"It's alright. Hey, guys, we gotta hurry. They're selling unagi today and I want to get some before it sells out."
"You eat unagi every other week, Oumi… It's been three years. Aren't you sick?"
"It's precisely because I'm in my third year that I have to eat as much of it as I can before graduating!"
"Hey, you two go ahead. I'll catch up soon."
"Huh? Mayuzumi, you're going up to the roof again?"
"Isn't it, like, going to rain?"
"..."
"Fine, fine."
"We'll get your food too. Unagi?"
"Yeah. Thanks."
...
"He's been going up a lot lately."
"Yeah. I don't think he really goes up to read, though."
Page-Turner
七月
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Um, right. So here's the deal: my friend gave me the link to a horror website, which is filled with scary stories and urban legends and the likes. Obviously, I read it. Even dug through its archive.
So, now, to put it succinctly: it's 2 in the morning, there's no one else home, I can't sleep and am shaking.
Very, very badly.
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Update: 3AM now. Still can't hold a cup of water without spilling anything.
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Should really stop visualising scary scenes. But I can't help it.
It's like how I couldn't stop clicking the link to the next story even though my heart had already malfunctioned from the previous one.
Guess humankind is inherently masochistic like that.
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What was that chant Grandma taught me again?
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Not sure what possessed me to read horror stories at night when nobody's gonna be home till the day after. I don't even have Chihiro for company.
Maybe I shouldn't have used the word 'possessed'. Now I feel cursed.
Guess I really underestimated that website. Most of the other spooky stuff I've read would've honestly made babies laugh, but this is different. Its terror probably created a whole new level in Hell. The people on that site must be real gems during school trips and camps, because they are MASTERS in the craft of horror-fiction.
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Really hope it's truly fiction…
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JUST HEARD SOMETHING IN THE LIVING ROOM?! SOUNDED LIKE A DULL THUD. LIKE FLESH HITTING CARPET.
Oh God, this must be it.
There's a story about a particular ghost that haunts/stalks/kills people who know about it/her. In other words, you're cursed upon reading about it.
AND I FREAKING READ IT!
If I'm missing, or if the house's decorated with my entrails, you (whoever's reading this) will know what happened.
P/S: Writing this under the covers with the light of my phone and it's so damn warm. But what if I resurface for air and a mauled, bloody, long-tongued face greets me? Not gonna risk it.
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We only believe in the gods when we need them.
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Um… So I survived the night intact…
Apparently, it was a book that fell outside. To think I spent fifteen minutes peeking out of my room before coming out. Feeling like an imbecile now. Especially since it earned me demerits for being late.
Realised it was somehow therapeutic writing everything down, like it actually relieved some of my fear, so this book kinda became a diary for the night.
Pretty sure you're either gonna:
a) think I'm an idiot.
b) be really entertained.
c) be both or something else that ends with my embarrassment.
Thought of ripping the previous page off, but I guess it was kind of amusing… (▰︶︹︶▰)
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Wow.
My answer: C.
(What's the website?)
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WOW.
After all I've written, after I've literally poured my SOUL into telling you about my experience, you reply with an astonishing total of 7 words?!
Not gonna give it to you.
(I'm doing you a favour that way too.)
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Well, you weren't scared anymore by the time I read it, so it's not like you needed comforting. Besides, you said it yourself: you were comforted enough by writing in this book.
(Couldn't you have texted or called someone, though? Pretty certain you would've gotten more of an instant response.)
Please. I'm not like you.
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My nerves are still as displaced from my body as the vice-principal's toupee is from his scalp, OK? Maybe less so now that I'm in school and surrounded by people, but once I'm home alone I don't know what to do…
It was way past midnight. Everyone's sleeping, and I didn't want to wake anyone up over something so admittedly senseless. Not very interested in being an annoyance or the butt of a joke. At least writing in the book felt as if someone's on the other side listening to me with every stroke of my pen. (A very heartless, reptilian-blooded someone, apparently.)
You don't understand! I feed off the thrill of horror and I'd like to think I'm quite seasoned in reading stuff about it. But that website scared me shitless and it didn't even rely on jump-scares.
Since you're so suicidal: www . TheRedChamber . com
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Clearly, it's a thrill you can't handle.
Sounds lame. But thanks. I'll read it over the night. Or maybe in history later, if it gets boring.
P/S: Who's Chihiro?
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Over the NIGHT?! Have fun. I won't be praying for you.
At least it's loads better than those dumb titles of your LNs...
Chihiro's my pet dog. Got him from the shelter several years ago. Apparently, he's 50% Schnauzer, 100% pervert.
My mom and sister are visiting my grandma in Saitama and they brought him along. That's why I was home alone, and am going so to be until night-time when they come back.
Thank God for club activities.
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Isn't 'Chihiro', I don't know, a name for humans?
Well, you like those dumbly titled LNs.
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A name's just a name.
But I don't breathe them like you do. And only you know about that.
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Sure.
What about your father? He wasn't home with you?
Anyway, since I highly doubt you'll dare to come up to the roof after club activities when it's dark, this will be the last note/message/whatever from me for the day.
So… Well. Feel free to ramble on in this book again if you're feeling scared, I guess.
It helps, right?
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Came home to my mother, sister and Chihiro, so I'm good for the night. Guess you don't really have the blood of a lizard, after all. Thanks. ( ´ ▽ ` )
Maybe this book should've been with you, 'cos, y'know, you're gonna be in deep, dark, irrevocable fear from that website. I deleted my browsing history after reading it, btw. Just to be sure that my laptop wouldn't be hexed or something. Feeling kind of deficient for thinking that now...
My parents are divorced. Dad's in Fukuoka.
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Read a third of it.
Wouldn't say the stories screwed me up, but they aren't bad. Very interesting, actually. Especially those with well-planned twists. Thanks for the recommendation. Now I have something else to pass time with.
Guessing the Kashima Reiko story was the one that got you bad. You read it yesterday, right? So let's see if there's an announcement tomorrow about the mysterious, untimely passing of a schoolmate.
Oh.
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You want to talk about it?
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Maybe this correspondence of ours should stop, for my personal safety. Because there's obviously something very wrong and disturbing about you if you slept well after reading The Red Chamber. ◣_◢
DON'T WRITE HER NAME! Oh my God, I shouldn't have let you read it. Should've given you the link after 3 days, just to be sure that the legend isn't true… Should've condemned myself to Hell alone.
I'm so sorry.
But seriously, aren't you the slightest bit scared? It feels within your character to have an interest in the paranormal, but your immunity towards it exceeded expectations (BECAUSE IT IS NOT NORMAL!)
Yeah, like I said, they are masters. And I don't mean strictly in horror-writing. To be able to plant clues and lead-ups with such subtle finesse—it's no wonder some of them have published books. My favourite's Arashiyama Station. Blew my mind off like a nuclear cannon. And to think I've been there just last week… (°□°)
Um, I'm cool with it, you know? The divorce happened when I was still in middle school, so it doesn't affect me anymore. My sister and I are on amicable terms with my dad as well. You don't have to get all awkward.
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Yeah. I guess I do like stuff about the paranormal. But it's not like I do it for the thrill.
You mean KASHIMA REIKO? Stop being ridiculous. Nothing will happen to you. I'm still going to come up to this roof and exchange messages with you tomorrow, the day after, and so on.
That story's a load of bull. Someone penned it just to mess with tourists. But I agree, it's very well written. My favourite as well.
Oh. You were at Arashiyama last week?
Right. Was just being civil. Thought you'd want to share or something. Since you're so talkative.
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Let me guess: you're the kind to investigate the supernatural just to disprove it.
That's… strangely reassuring. And disconcertingly out of character, actually, but I appreciate the thought. ´・ᴗ・`
Yep! But not for sight-seeing or anything. (Who goes touring on the last Sunday of June, anyway? Answer: people who are either very ready for their exams or the opposite.)
Was supposed to visit some new cafe near Matsuo-Taisha, but somehow fell asleep on the train and woke up at the terminal. Very jarring experience initially. Thought I woke up in an alternate world 'cos the scenery was so beautiful (even with the downpour). Might go there again if I have the luxury of time.
I'm not actually talkative, you know. We've been corresponding for a couple of months now—your grasp of my character is disappointing, to say.
Anyway, considering how this book's out in the public half of the time, it's not a very good platform for sharing intimate details, isn't it?
Maybe if we talked on a more personal level, I can tell you more about it. ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°)
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You're right. I don't believe in ghosts. It's really inane to be afraid of something that's not real. You get what I mean?
It wasn't meant to be a reassurance. But take it however you like.
Yeah. Arashiyama's a nice place to get lost in. Been there a couple of times myself.
Don't you pride yourself on catching my sarcasm? Now your grasp of my character is disappointing, 'to say'.
If that's a hint, then I'm blind.
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If we ever meet up, we're going to a haunted house and we'll see how 'inane' it is to act on your basic instincts and natural reflexes. ┐( ̄ー ̄)┌
"Get lost in"? Sounds like you do it as a hobby.
Maybe we—never mind.
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Station-hopping's a pretty good way to pass time.
What? Were you gonna say something like "maybe we crossed paths at Arashiyama"?
Hmm. Who knows.
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Do what you like to do: get lost. (⌅⌄⌅)
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HANKYU RAILWAY: ARASHIYAMA LINE
[APPLICATION FOR NEW PASS]
TRAVELLER'S NAME: MAYUZUMI CHIHIRO
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TRAVEL HISTORY/TRANSACTIONS
[28 JUNE, SUNDAY]
FROM HK-81 Katsura Station
TO HK-98 Arashiyama Station
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PRICE: NIL
SERVING STAFF'S COMMENTS: Old pass faulty—wet from rain. Exchanged for new pass.
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FUTURE PHYSICISTS
You, Hayama, Fumi, and 5 others
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(Today, 5:07pm)
Yasuhika:
Hey guys!
Yasuhika:
Seeing how our remedial class will be split up after the end-of-terms
Yasuhika:
Shall we all sign up for the same class for Arts Day?
Yasuhika:
So we can spend a little more time as a group
Yasuhika:
Y'know?
Shimosaki:
Yeah only IF any of us passes haha
Shimosaki:
Relax, man. Its not as if we'll never see each other again.
Shimosaki:
Hayama and I are gonna join hiphop, btw.
Hayama:
Yep!
Hayama:
Everything else sounds so boring (๑ᵕ⌓ᵕ̤)
Yasuhika:
Then shall the rest of us join Hip-Hop too?
Tsukiko:
Sry, guys! Joinin drama w my frnd~
Tsukiko:
Hav fun! o(*^▽^*)o
Tsukiko:
Is Taeko-chan joinin drama too?
You:
Nope. I'd like to try something new.
You:
Not a very mobile person, so no to hip-hop for me.
You:
I'm gonna sign up for literature appreciation, if anyone's interested!
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From: Hayama Kotarou
To: Miyama Taeko
(Today, 5:59pm)
Tae-chan! Join Hip-Hop with me and Shimo! IT'LL BE FUN~! ୧༼͡◕ д ◕͡ ༽୨
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From: Miyama Taeko
To: Hayama Kotarou
(Today, 6:14pm)
Sorry, Hayama-kun. It'll most probably end up as a comedy class for everyone else if I do. Thanks for the offer, though! 。◕‿◕。
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From: Hayama Kotarou
To: Shimosaki Yuuki
(Today, 6:16pm)
SHIMO! Wanna join reading instead?
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From: Shimosaki Yuuki
To: Hayama Kotarou
(Today, 6:19pm)
Tf did you smoke, bro?
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RBC STARTERS
You, Akashi, Higuchi, and 3 others
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(Today, 6:31pm)
075 XXXX 2507:
HEY GUYS!
075 XXXX 2507:
Anyone signing up for reading for Arts Day?
075 XXXX 3004:
YOU are going to join reading?!
075 XXXX 3004:
Did you lose a bet or what lmao
075 XXXX 2507:
STFU, Ei-chan
075 XXXX 2507:
And answer me!(╬ಠ益ಠ)
075 XXXX 2309:
To think Ko-chan has such a sensitive, intellectual side~
075 XXXX 2309:
Would love to join it with you, but I'm set on Confectionary. (´▽`ʃƪ)
075 XXXX 3004:
They have food classes?!
075 XXXX 3004:
Good
075 XXXX 3004:
Then I won't join soap-sculpting anymore
075 XXXX 3004:
But how is that an art
075 XXXX 2309:
You have no idea, Nebuya Eikichi~
075 XXXX 2507:
Ei-chan should just stick to soap
075 XXXX 2507:
Then maybe you'd do everyone's noses a favour
075 XXXX 2507:
SO IS ANYONE JOINING READING?
075 XXXX 2507:
Akashi?!
075 XXXX 2507:
Higu-san?!
Akashi:
Unfortunately, as interesting as some of the courses may be, I won't be participating in any of them.
Akashi:
As council president, I have to manage the schedule and events on that day.
Akashi:
If not, literature appreciation would've been one of my top choices, Kotarou.
Higuchi:
Sorry, Hayama-kun. I'm going with watercolour painting.
075 XXXX 2507:
NO WAY!
075 XXXX 2507:
(。•́︿•̀。)
075 XXXX 2507:
Um
075 XXXX 2507:
Mayuzumi-san?
RBC STARTERS is now on mute.
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Your dear friend, Hayama, made an interesting plea for people to join the reading class for arts day.
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Huh? I thought he was going to sign up for hip-hop! He even told me to.
Strange. Did he lose a bet or something?
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Who knows?
But from my observation, it doesn't seem to be the case.
I highly suspect he's doing it for a girl who happened to sign up for reading.
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Is it you?
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Aren't you supposed to be averse to gossip or something? What changed? Am I still writing to the same #34?
I'm sure Hayama-kun has plenty of other female friends and potential targets.
(…But I did tell him I was joining lit appreciation.)
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Apparently, I'm supposed to observe and get to know my teammates better for teamwork and chemistry. Captain's orders.
Ah. Thought so.
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Right.
So what are you going to join?
An appreciation class seems most probable, in your case. Since you'll just sit around a lot in them.
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Was debating between lit and film appreciation.
But after knowing who else's going to sign up for it, I'm going for the latter.
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Are you serious?
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Three times a week is a barely tolerable amount of time to spend with my teammates. Not very enthusiastic about raising it.
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OH.
OK. I thought—um, forget it.
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You thought it's about meeting you?
Well, guess that won't be happening soon either.
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°(ᴖ◡ᴖ)°
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From your unusually short messages, I can deduce you're busy studying for the end-of-terms.
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What? Are you craving for my attention?
I really don't want to continue my remedial lessons. Don't get me wrong, I like my classmates and Mikoshiba-sensei, but the time could've really been better spent on something else. Drama's really hectic nowadays—we have a submission piece for an arts festival during the summer holidays.
P/S: Back of this notebook—SOS, Physics God.
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Careless mistake. You would've gotten the answer if you substituted the correct value for the generator's energy.
PS: You're good in literature, right? Time to return the favour.
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You guys do 100% Perfect Boy for 3rd Year contemp. lit?! Wow. I cannot believe it—I actually can't wait to be a senior now. I really love that piece! ╰( ・ ᗜ ・ )╯
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It's not part of the national syllabus. The school's making us do it for exercise.
"The hesitation and passivity of the protagonist in approaching his 'soulmate' despite knowing he will never see her again is the author's reflection of the indecisiveness and unreliability of the modern Japanese man as seen by women."
Harsh...
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It is what it is. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
(Honestly, though, that's the author's intent. If you doubt my interpretation, let me paraphrase: "[Literature] is my best subject. An 'A' is my average grade for it.")
Since we're on that sort of theme: it just occurred to me that we won't be writing to each other for a month.
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You mean due to summer vacation?
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So?
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Well. It just occurred to me.
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ʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷ
RAKUZAN HIGH SCHOOL
— 洛山高校—
ʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷʷ
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ARTS FIESTA COURSE REGISTRATION FORM
The annual Arts Fiesta Day is organised by the school as an initiative to cultivate within our students a sophisticated appreciation for the fine arts. With fun and enriching courses as provided by reputable external vendors, students will be able to express themselves through a creative channel and add value to their aesthetic intellect.
Date: 15 July, Wednesday
Time: Curriculum hours
Please refer to the next page for a list of available courses. Each student will only be allocated a single course for the entire day.
Student: Mayuzumi Chihiro
Year 3 Class B
Index No.: 34
*Desired course (including four other options):
1. Literature appreciation
2. Film appreciation
3. Digital imaging
4. Sound & music
5. Visual arts appreciation
*Registration is compulsory for all students. Withdrawals and non-attendance are not permitted.
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FUTURE PHYSICISTS
You, Hayama, Fumi, and 5 others
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(Today, 3:45pm)
Shimosaki:
GRADUATING FROM THIS CLASS LOL
Shimosaki:
BYE EVERYONE
Hayama:
SHIMO YOU FOUND THE PAPER EASY?
Yasuhika:
The setter was Mikoshiba.
Yasuhika:
Safe to say there won't be remedial next term.
Usui:
THANK THE LORD AND ALL THAT IS HOLY!
Hayama:
UM
Hayama:
YEAH
Hayama:
HAHAHA
Tsukiko:
WOOHUU~! O(≧▽≦)O
Tsukiko:
Tis calls for a celebratn~!
Hayama:
THAT'S RIGHT!
Hayama:
Let's go out during summer vacation! ٩(•́ ȏ •̀)۶
Shimosaki:
Let's go to a dog café
Shimosaki:
;)
Hayama:
_|_
Hayama:
I'll smoke your ass at the Ramp later
Hayama:
Guess who learned new flips?
Fumiko:
Good job, everyone! We worked hard…
Fumiko:
Btw, Tae-chan, please join pottery with me! (。•́︿•̀。)
Fumiko:
My friend ended up registering for wire-sculpting…
You:
Ooh! There's pottery? I didn't see it on the list!
You:
Hmm…
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15 July, Wednesday
9:05am
Parted ways with Oumi and Yana. Pretty sure they didn't notice.
Checked schedule. Literature's at the topmost floor in the furthest building. Great. As if Akashi's vertical marathon yesterday hasn't liquefied my knees enough.
9:11am
No sound from Hayama. No sight neither. Not very surprised but immensely relieved.
Girls are taking up the majority of the class.
Guess I'll sit with that pocket of boys in the corner.
9:13am
I wonder which one she is.
9:25am
Some first-year who came in late almost sat on my lap thinking my seat's empty.
Rude.
9:56am
Barely 30 minutes after her introduction, but I'm quite certain the 40-year-old instructor is a vegan, does manicuring as a hobby and lives in a dingy apartment with two cats and no one else. I don't think her hair's been brushed since her elementary school days.
Oh. We're doing Murokami and some other contemporary authors whose names I don't recognise.
She's probably over the moon.
10:01am
Apple… Yoshimoto…?
10:17am
Clearly, from some interesting doodles in my copy of Contemporary Short Stories, the instructor doesn't check the materials she gives out.
Or she doesn't care.
Then again, high schoolers are not kids.
I sincerely hope the previous owner of this book took up a lesson in human anatomy.
Or he could just look up real-life porn.
10:49am
How could anyone possibly pick out such an obscure meaning from a single description? What if the woman's just wearing a pearl earring on one side because the author thinks it's cool? No other deeper reason, full-stop.
This is why I prefer LNs.
11:09am
Wow.
There's this girl sitting opposite me with an uncanny physical resemblance to Minnie Mouse. She won't shut up about her theories regarding the Single Pearl Earring which, honestly, are linked to the text as much as a cheese grater is to the black Rolls-Royce I saw Akashi getting into the other day.
11:11am
Not very sure why I chose those two articles as references.
11:13am
If I ran a cheese grater along that Rolls-Royce, think I'll get caught?
12:20pm
Glad I snuck Excel World into class.
12:29pm
Some poodle-haired girl with too much mascara is eyeing me with disdain.
…It's the cover again, isn't it?
12:31pm
I wonder if she styles herself like… that.
12:32pm
Nah. Impossible.
12:34pm
Honestly, what I like to read is absolutely of nobody's concern.
Great. Poodle-girl whispered something into her friend's ear and it's travelling down her pack. Now they're all glancing at me.
Wow. Their eyelids make up a palette of rainbow colours.
12:36pm
Surreptitiously dropped a bottle, thus drawing the instructor's attention to my side of the class. Atrocious mobile-phone trinkets completed the job.
Serves you all right in getting your phones confiscated, poodle-gang.
Certain that they joined this class just to get more deep quotes for their Instantgrams, anyway.
Finally, Excel World in peace.
12:46pm
For God's sake. The pearl earring doesn't. mean. shit.
12:55pm
Apple Yoshimoto just made Minnie Mouse cry with her story. Literally. In class. The instructor's patting Minnie's back. I think she's close to tears herself.
Um. Okay… Get a grip…
12:56pm
I hope she's not like that either. Anything but that.
1:16pm
Finished Excel World. Not bad.
1:17pm
But probably won't recommend it to her. Not really her thing, I suppose.
1:19pm
That girl in braids next to the window looks like it could be her.
1:23pm
She just talked.
Not her.
1:45pm
Did Hayama actually convince her to join hip-hop?
1:50pm
If that Hayama really does have an interest in her, then she must possess some level of attractiveness.
1:52pm
Actually… Do I really care?
2:33pm
Thinking about basketball during summer vacation is the most demoralising thing ever.
2:34pm
Better start making up reasons to excuse myself from camps.
2:47pm
…Can't imagine Akashi accepting any of them.
Uncrowned Trio will probably bitch to hell and back if I miss out, anyway.
3:25pm
Napped without anyone's notice and woke up to the final 5 minutes of this farce. Lovely.
Why the hell did I even sign up for this course?
3:32pm
Poodle-girl just asked if I'm the new starter of the basketball team, and then left me her number on notebook scrap…
Turns out she wasn't eyeing me with disdain. Her eyebrows are just naturally set that way.
Increasing positive correlation between basketball and popularity isn't a myth, after all.
3:40pm
Where's the trash can?
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From: Nebuya Eikichi
To: Hayama Kotarou
(Today, 4:45pm)
Don't forget, next visit to Yoshidaya is your treat. And are you sure you want to give your clay sculpture to Miyama? The thing looks like a dick.
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From: Hayama Kotarou
To: Nebuya Eikichi
(Today, 4:53pm)
Come on, Ei-chan! There's practically no difference between sculpting soap and sculpting clay. So I shouldn't owe you anything.
IT'S A SWAN YOU GORILLA! ゜(`Д´)゜。
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From: Nebuya Eikichi
To: Hayama Kotarou
(Today, 4:55pm)
Stop being a fucker, Ko. It's a dick. And so are you.
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From: Okagaki Fumiko
To: Miyama Taeko
(Today, 5:04pm)
Um… Did Hayama-kun just give you a phallic sculpture?
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"Miyama Taeko, I really hope you'll think better than to let your 7-year-old sister see such an obscene, vulgar, disgusting figurine in the future—"
"It was a gift, ma..."
"—My God. Did you actually lug that thing around on public transport? Are you not ashamed? Put it away! If I see that thing again—"
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How was lit appreciation?
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Uh… Haven't got a clue, actually. I joined pottery/clay-arts with a friend, in the end.
No regrets—it was fun! Actually wished for the hours to be longer. Tried making bowls but they turned out more like... mutated leaves. Still, Mom's displaying them in the balcony.
How was your class?
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Oh.
Nothing remarkable.
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Um… OK… Whatever suits you, mystery-man.
Term's ending tomorrow. Any plans for summer vacation?
You can drop some LN titles here, btw. 。◕‿◕。
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Yeah, loads. And I haven't got a say in any of them.
I'll check the catalogue when I'm home.
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Oh, right! You have your inter-high's, don't you? Since we won't be writing through the holidays—congratulations for your wins in advance. (•̀o•́)ง
Hope you have a blast for your club's victory party, and don't sulk around the corner too much.
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Thanks.
Break a leg for your drama festival thing too.
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We'll wait for next term's opening announcements regarding our clubs' successes then.
Write to you in September!
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Actually, you know what? Let's be blatant.
I really enjoy talking to you.
Don't think I want to stop that for a month.
075 XXXX 6985
P/S: This notebook's in your care for the next 30 days.
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A/N: PHEW! Finally got this up after God knows how long... Sorry for the wait!
PHWOAR readership for this story really blew up! :'D I'm so happy omg thank you so much guys! Especially to Failing Wings, Guest#1, InsertAwesomeness, Vindicated Irony, EmiliaKyuchi, kalmaegi, amy1945 , Historia A.R, guest, juungi, Lala, VixenOfMeiraz, MiyuKazu, Guest#2, ohmygodsun01, Guest#3, Guest#4, Marfo Faura, Katarin Kishika, KioshiUshima, notcrackers, Salome Maranya, Guest#5, Umecchi, yuuyacchi, lilmeika, Sung Blue, MinaFreakyMina, Ari Yukimoto, JDominique37 and Crystal Blue Butterfly for the lovely reviews holy crap... Thank you so much to everyone who has read, favourite and followed PT! TToTT
Got a few messages about the format of this story. Uploaded a guide in my tumblr (it's somewhere in the fanfic and Page-Turner tag) for y'all! And just to mention, the '15 July Wednesday' section is kind of like a transcription of sorts for Mayu's thoughts? If you haven't figured that out yet!
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Let me know your thoughts! :)
