Bye bye my life
10 am : flight for England
There he was... He was gone. As he tried to let go of all his sad thoughts, he turned his eyes on the window beside his first class seat. The plane was taking him further from a part of his life a little more every second.
He had decided to leave that part of him in one of those drawers in his memory, only to be opened and dwelled upon when forced by fate.
And would fate follow him to England?
No... No... He shouldn’t think like that, not now that he’s already left.
For the last time, Tsukimori Len allowed himself to dwell on the pictures of the past, all gentle and hurting at the same time, before he let go of them forever.
“Tsukimori-kun, do you have projects to work on the holiday?... I mean... beside wrapping yourself up in your violin pratices....”
Beginning of March. End of the third semester.
The breeze felt gentle as Hino Kahoko, a seemingly ordinary second year General Education student at Seiso Academy, leaned on the balcony of the school rooftop. She had just finished the day's private lessons with the best violinist she has ever known; the great yet stoic Tsukimori Len.
The school year would end very soon; leaving no time for the young prodigy to tell his friend about the decisions he made for his future. How would he be able to tell that person with whom he had unexpectedly been attached tothat he would soon be leaving Seisou, would soon be leaving Japan, would soon be leaving her... to study aboard in England.
As he turned to look at her, he saw the smile that he had grown to like. He returned to his usual asperity, to his usual cold and disagreeable character, and said, "I don't want to waste my time daydreaming about the projects for the holiday. I could choose to practice my violin instead.”
What else could he say?
“Tsukimori-kun, do you think that you would be able to help me with my practices during the holidays? If it’s only for some times...”
And once again, he would have said “If you want me to” but he remembered he’ll be gone by the first week of the holiday. So he said,
“I’m sorry Hino, but I don’t know if I’ll have time for you. I’ll probably be really busy...”
Lies, more lies. No, he’s not going tell her. It would be easier for both of them if she would hate him. For then he wouldn’t have a reason to remember an illusory friendship anymore. With hate in her heart, it would be easier for Hino to forget about him. Yes, that is what he would give her. A clean break.
And yet, he couldn't help but wonder whether she thinks about him. In her every day, does she get to think of him? Could Hino be thinking of a fool too proud to even be able to express his felings?
No, there was no way he was going to tell her.
END OF FLASH-BACK
And before diving in a slumber full with his memories, he whispered a word he wished he never had to say: