It was a passionate anger that erupted within the petite, little me.
Who could do such a thing?!
"Naoki?!" I had called.
He had told me to leave him alone.
His white polo shirt's buttons were gone here and there, some askew.
Others lost.
He was soaked in sweat.
It had trickled down his back.
His neck.
...His entire body was soaked in an undesirable scent.
I wanted to look away.
But, I couldn't help myself.
Takeru was more than concerned upon the discovery.
He almost fainted...!
...Or he almost thought Naoki was indeed a 'pervert'.
I couldn't look away because there was a middle-aged lady beside him.
Sleeping and groaning.
Naoki...
Why?
Naoki's eyes had turned a bitter-bright red as he had rubbed his eyes.
Something was indeed bothering him!
He had glimpsed down at the lady, then to his own shirt.
Then, to me.
Directly at me!
He couldn't say even a single murmur.
His eyes had widened as he saw me walk closer into his bedroom.
I had tried my best to talk to him.
He had rolled his eyes at me.
The screen of the window.
It glistened with mist.
It was a cold day.
It was my birthday.
February 14, 2013.
The day Naoki had received...
His mom's wrath...
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Even Though (たとえ)
Mystery / ThrillerThings have changed for 16 year old Mika Minato as one of her best friends Naoki committed suicide during the summer. And, both she and her other best friend Takeru are still grieving his death although it had already been five months since the inci...
