I was hardly ever home. Even before I was on the run from Easter I had rare appearances in the Tsukiyomi household. I'm sure my mother thought I sold my body during the night, or something just as ridiculous – she always thought the best of me. But, surprisingly, I didn't care. She could think whatever she wanted because I was busy.
Every night I would stay up and listen to the Hinamori household.
It all started when a pink haired girl walked past me in the park. As soon as she rounded a corner off into the distance, Yoru told me that soon she was going to have chara eggs. Not one, but three. After that I hunted her down and spent my nights on her roof, listening to her family life – not for Easter (though that's what I told them), but out of pure curiosity. I wanted to know who she was, what she was like and what she wanted to be.
Pinkie turned out to be Amu Hinamori, one of the four members of the Hinamori family. I had heard various obscene rumours about her from school and around town. I was shocked that the rumoured Amu Hinamori was nothing like what I had heard, and after following her around in the shadows, I thought she was bipolar.
Her parents constantly fought, so Amu became the world's perfect daughter. She was quiet, cleaned, picked her little sister up from day care every day, was a straight A student and cooked meals for the family every night. To her sister Ami, Amu took on the personality of a parental figure. If Ami wanted to go to the park, Amu took her to the park. If Ami wanted cake, Amu would make a cake. Amu would help Ami with her homework and talked to her childishly, while correcting her grammar. Every second she was around Ami, she kept a bubbly and carefree attitude – such a different personality to the way she acted around her parents.
However the second she walked out of the house alone, she became a new character entirely. Amu became a rebel to the public. She talked back, kept to her own business, and did what she wanted regardless of who was around while people gossiped about her attitude problems.
But at the end of the day, when she was alone in her room, she spoke the truth. She talked about how she wished she had the courage to tell her parents how their fighting made her feel. She voiced how she felt that Ami needed a better childhood that what she was getting, and how her sister needed parental guidance from her actual parents – not just her. She confided in the silence of her room about how she felt pressured by the public about how her personality to act and how she couldn't act like herself in the public because she had people observing her every move and expecting her to rebel.
Every word she spoke, it felt that she was talking to me, the boy on her roof. I was the only one who understood her actions and how she felt. I knew why such a person like her, with so many personalities was going to have three chara eggs. But after lying on her roof for such a long time, I wanted to know how she would act around me.
Would she be obedient and quiet, like how she acted around her parents?
Would she be bubbly and fun, like how she acted around her little sister?
Would she rebel and be a misfit, like how she acted towards the general public?
Or would she show me her real personality, the real Amu?
And before I knew it, I had fallen in love with all of her personalities. I loved ever single perspective of her and couldn't leave her side from the shadows...
...and she didn't even know that I existed.