a/n: Since my main language is not English, I use the help of a translator but this time I had to correct many things that were translated wrong, but as I'm not fluent, I may have missed some mistakes. For that I apologize and hope it doesn't disturb the reading.
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Like me, my room has changed.
I painted the wall where my bed rests yellow, the color of my jacket. I didn't actually paint alone, Doka offered help from her boyfriend Shinya and his brother Masaya, I said not to bother them with it, but I think Doka kind of forced them to come anyway, Fujio and his other friends , Seiji and Arata also came because Fujio insisted that I meet everyone. It was a mess because Fujio is too lazy to help and Doka yelled at him for it. Arata helped me prepare something for everyone to eat and he is very good in the kitchen.
It's really funny to watch them tease each other, you can see The love even if you don't know the whole story.
And underneath the posters of my favorite idols, I put a thread of photos and chose my favorites to hang, there are some of me and the Oya boys and some of me and Doka. There's also the picture of the day we painted The wall, we were all covered in ink , but I think it deserved to be here after the time it took us to finish. The other exception is a photo where I, Seki, Furuya and Murayama are sitting on top of the truck, which I always forget to ask where did they get It.
I look back on them with nostalgia, were all great moments that I never thought would happen, because I was used to being alone I kind of liked it, but I think when you find the right people everything fit into the right place.
I look at the time and realize I'm late. So I leave the nostalgia for another time.
The four of us met in Oya's tunnel after my school, Fujio is investigating about a girl who gave cookies to Tsukasa, and Jamuo told the whole story.
"You're so popular!" Fujio yelled.
"I don't do anything on purpose."
"Ah! He's so annoying!" Jamuo said. "Isn't, lady?"
"Agree. He pretended he didn't like the attention." I said, Tsukasa didn't remove the smug look from his face.
"There are boys like that in your books, 𝒞ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑢?" Fujio asked putting his arm around my shoulders in a friendly way.
"Of course, I love a book with a Bad Boy that has a good heart and Tsukasa looks a lot like them with that attitude." Tsukasa smiled with only the left side of his mouth.
"Compared to you I'm just..." Fujio whined as he lowered himself to the ground. I was going to tell him to stop the drama, but...
"Hey! Jerk!"
And here we go again.
"Are you Hanoka Fujio from Oya?
Three guys approached, obviously wanting a fight. Fujio stood up, he automatically changed his expression to a menacing frown. I saw Jamou grip his bag tighter in fear and Tsukasa, he seemed to know what was going to happen.
The guys kept teasing and of course, Fujio knocked the three of them down.
"That took too long..." Fujio said as if he had just blown a leaf out of his outfit.
"Guys! Let's eat." Tsukasa said, when Fujio approached.
"Ah, I've been wanting to eat monja for a long time!" Jamou exclaimed excitedly.
"Sorry...I'm going to the time capsule." Fujio spoke before me. "We buried ten years ago near my house."
"You and your childhood friends?" Tsukasa asked.
Fujio nodded in agreement.
"Are you opening today?" I asked, I don't remember Doka saying anything about it.
"Yes, but I haven't received any calls yet."
Tsukasa laughed. "This means no one will appear!"
"Yes! It's been ten years, no one will remember!" Jamou said.
"Ah! Stop being like this!" I scolded them, but they kept laughing, I was smiling too.
"No, Haruka, they're right." We were getting closer and closer to the tunnel exit when Fujio turned to us. "But what if six people show up today?"
"Miracle!" Tsukasa smiled.
"Without a doubt, a miracle!" Jamou strongly agreed.
"I believe in miracles."Miracles are everywhere and knowing the strength of these Six's friendship, they will be there. "Good luck, Fujio!"
Some time ago I told Tsukasa, Jamou and Fujio that I met a boy in a little shop and we kind of became friends.
I didn't know how they would react, but they are my best friends and I didn't want to keep it a secret.
Fujio and Jamuo were more scandalous, asking several questions, 'where he lives?', 'where he study?', 'Why did he start talking to you?'. The two were a little too euphoric, I had just started talking to Ryo and we are both so reserved that it took a long time for us to start talking more naturally so I didn't know how to respond.
Tsukasa remained quiet, he only spoke when the two of us were alone.
"Don't take Fujio and Jamuo wrong, they want to protect you."
"No, I wasn't mad. It's really nice to have friends who care about you." I said, completely dismissing that idea.
"Good, because I have something to ask you." When he said that I got a little scared, it crossed my mind that maybe he knew Suzaki and was going to tell me something bad about him, but now I remember that I didn't mention any names, so there would be no way for him to know."Oya is famous, and that rumor about Murayama who trained someone before he left is still circulating, so I'd like to ask you not to talk about Oya with your new friend. I know you know how to defend yourself, but some people don't play fair, we don't know what they can do to get our attention , or Murayama. So make sure you trust him a lot to talk about it."
"I hadn't thought of that." I sighed after a while.
"It's not so easy to have a crush when you're friends with the Oya boys, is it?" Tsukasa asked with a mischievous smile on his face.
"I don't have a crush!"
But here I am, throwing pebbles into a pond with Ryo, just because he asked me to. Not that I find it boring, it's fun, after a while I got the hang of it.
"You're getting better…" Ryo told me as he threw another rock, it hit the water three times and sank.
"Thanks." I threw one more rock and it went straight down. "Damn."
I could hear him laughing, it was low but it was a beautiful sound.
"You said you changed schools recently..." I started trying to start a conversation. "Were you able to adapt?"
Ryo exhaled and sat down next to me before start to speak. "Actually, I have a friend at this new school."
"Wow, that's great!" I said even though he didn't look all that excited.
"My dad works for his family and we... we met when we were kids, we were separated for a while and now we go to the same school."
"You are happy to see him again?" What a stupid question, of course he was.
"Well...I would say it's complicated.And you? How is school?"
"Awful…" I said without thinking.
He chuckled again and I decided it might be my new favorite song.
"You know, I don't hate studying. But the people at my school they...think they own the world." He nodded." I once took a book to read on breaks, and I heard some girls talking behind my back that it was ridiculous and would make me stupid for believing in happy endings. And... I'm not stupid I know that life is different from books, but that doesn't stop me from having fun with romance books, I like them and not everything is perfect for the characters, it takes time for things to settle down. But in short, I never took any book to school again."
"People do it to feel powerful, they judge something, many people agree with them and they feel entitled to belittle anyone who thinks differently. Even if only one person likes something, if it doesn't hurt anyone ...the other billions have no right to say it's bad, or tasteless."
"Thank you…" I smiled, he speaks so calmly, looking at the lake, but you can feel the truth in every word.
" How about a competition?" He asked getting up.
"Ah! Very fair!" I said wryly. "I'm still learning!"
When I got home I thought I'd read some more of the book I'd just started, or maybe listen to some loud music while I singing off-key.
But I see a car parked in front of the house. My parent's car.
I enter carefully, to not make a fuss. But they are in the living room, waiting for me.
"Honey!" My mom gets up, kisses my cheeks and hugs me. She cut her hair and changed her glasses, I had only seen her like this in pictures.
My dad still the same, in fact I think he's had the same hairstyle since I was born. He hugs me too and I return a little surprised.
My parents were from rival companies, but they met, fell in love and started their own company together. That means a lot of work and a lot of traveling, as the company's headquarters moved to a much bigger city when I turned fourteen, we could have moved and at that time I didn't care, but Thank God some of our relatives live near and my parents think I have some affective bond with my school so they decided I was mature enough to take care of the house while they come and go. For them it's like a vacation home, I guess.
"We were Looking for you in your room but you weren't there." My dad tells me and I automatically look at the open door to my room.
OH MY GOD
MY ROOM
"We saw..." My mother speaks with the voice of someone who has something to ask. "You changed your room!"
"Yes…" I say nervously.
"Who are those in the pictures?"