Dairy of thoughts: two
The Kamakura city, home to Kaito Shimizu, a high school student wants to live his life to the fullest. He has a small friend circle and a childhood trio. But what destiny brings to him is totally the opposite.
1 month ago
I left for school early that day, no thoughts in my mind. I walked through the streets in which, once I used to run each morning with Suzuki & Tsumugi. I watched those houses, that were all constructed & completed in front of my eyes, I felt each change. I missed everything that was no more, I felt 'ok' for everything that existed. But the only thing I cared for after that one day was the girl who always came earlier than me in the classroom. I would always see her seated in the second column's first row, I walked past her each day taking a glance to find if my presence affected her, but it never did.
I remember that day, the day which I can refer to as the starting point of all what's happening today, to me, to everyone and my life.
The physics class was over but I still wasn't able to solve the questions. I always found the seat perfect that was the closest to the window, and that's why I always defined it as my place. I sat there with Suzuki, sometimes looking outside to enjoy the view of the trees swinging merely, dancing with the wind & the pleasent sunlight, erasing all negativity, all the darkness, bringing life with itself. "Why do I need to find the speed of the car? Can't the car owner simply do that by looking at the speed-o-meter ?" I asked Suzuki as the question was frustrating me, & not being able to solve it frustrated me even more. "The owner is blind," Suzuki answered. He was 10 questions away from me, it was his favourite subject so it barely took him time to solve them. "Then how's he driving?"I inquired with interest. "He has a driver, Suzuki gave an inmediale answer. "Can't he tell the owner, what's the speed", I asked again as I saw the question in the textbook scratching my head. "Ne". Suzuki answered, "The driver's dumb." It seemed to be a good satisfying answer but I still didn't have any interest or sympathy for the owner of the driver & thus closed my book.. What a nuisance is this subject, no logic at all!", I said stretching myself over the desk. "A nuisance itself, calling something a nuisance means there's surely some damn good logic to apply the brain at." Suzuki came up with a theory.
"Don't try that hard, she's paying no attention at your words"," Suzuki told in a casual voice. It's true that I was speaking louder trying to sound funny but she never gave any attention to all those attempts of mine. "Be a man Kaito, go, let her know what you have for her", Suzuki's words were always like a guide giving straight forward ideas. "Umm.......maybe some other day, or the day after the other day", I answered with a smile. "I would like to meet that day", Suzuki replied in satire with a grin. You'll be glad!" I ended the topic, again answering with a smile.
Wallking back to home never felt comfortable, it was a part, each day I wanted to skip. The roads felt gloomy, happiness & joy evaporated, but I had to live it. Each day after waving Suzuki a good-bye. I stood infront of the main door watching the ground + 1 storey concrete cell. It wasn't home to me, neither my happiness nor the real me lived in that cage. I pushed the gate to enter the cell. It wasn't gloomy from inside, it had good interiors, lights at different places left no space for darkness & decor added to the charm. The kitchen was close to the house's entrance therefore if somebody was there, they would know that I'm back.
I never tried to make my presence felt, I opened my shoes, placed them in their respective place, slid my hands in my pocket and started heading upwards, but, I was stopped by a voice that came from the kitchen, "What grades have you got this time, Kaito?" the voice was cold, no hopes, no emotions, just plain chilled statement.
"As usual, not that great", I answered with not great energy in my voice but calmly. 'Ya, as usual, what fortunate can be expected from a bad omen like you? "
Uttering these words she went back in the Kitchen. To hear this from mom was now a daily routine, that's the only way people talk to me in this house. Tsumugi wasn't home yet, therefore, to avoid a verbal battle, it was better to enter my room & shut the door..
Usually, I swung the bag on my shoulders towards the study table bul today, I kept it near me to admire something that I brought today. I unzipped my bag's zip which was already hall open. "I wish it was a cozy place for you". I got a kitten out of it facing her with a smile & asked, for which I don't think it would have answered in any language I know. The only reaction I got was her tail curling around my hands.
"But first I need to repair you", I sat on the floor near the study table's drawer to get some cotton balls, a disinfectant & a piece of cloth. "Now don't jump like you were doing on the road, I cleaned her wounds at the left hind leg & wrapped the cloth to stop any further blood loss. The kitten let out a short 'meow' in gratitude & licked myhand. "Hmmmm...." I sighed, got up & lay on the bed stretching my arms. "Good day!" I chanted out yawning but was stopped by the kitten who somehow managed to reach me from the floor & then fell flat on my chest, then raised her head to address me with a 'meow', as if she wanted to say hello after an exhausting journey. I replied back with a 'meow!' with a smile, for which she looked shocked. Her expressions said that she didn't expect a reply in her Language. I don't know if my answer was correct or incorrect, but her expressions were enough for a good laugh.
Andy:
Hi to all, sorry for a late episode, I was busy thinking about the plot and made some corrections, hope you all will like it, please share your thoughts. Arigato.
