𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑻 / 𝑻𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒂 𝑲𝒆𝒊

01

𝘁𝘄: 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲/𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁.
𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱.

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The sun's warm, comforting, and it's bright. It's only 8 AM, so I guess that explains why it's still pretty nice to have the sun shine on me. Having more vitamin D won't hurt me anyway.

It's so early, but the hospital's bustling with patients. The nurse came in a few minutes ago, and said that I shouldn't roam around the halls for the next three hours, and just rest in bed, while trying my best to continue my academics by reading books and reviewers my tutor handed in last night.

It would've been fun if I had friends with me, but I moved to Tokyo from Sendai for me to get treated. Information about my whereabouts are also completely confidential, so only teachers from school know about where I am. I've gone into hiding for the sake of my life. I don't think I want to be stressed out by worrying about my friends, so I hid from them.

I'm supposed to major in education to teach little children once I graduate from college, and as a student from a college preparatory class, I've been given college level reviewers. This hurts my head. It's easier to sit in class and listen to the teacher, but I'm admitted. My tutor also refuses to answer phone calls for me to keep myself from stress factors. I can only rely on myself to learn this.

But, wishing to learning to do this on my own.. I do not wish of this. I want to learn with my friends, and sit in class. I want to listen to my teacher's stupid jokes, to laugh with all my friends, to do everything I used to, to live a normal life with everyone.. haha, if only I can.

The door squeaks open, catching my attention right away. It's the nurse. "Good morning, (L/n)-san. Have you finished your studies for today?" I just smile, and she chuckles.

"It's just 8 AM, how could I ever finish it 30 minutes after I woke up?" I place the book on the bedside table, and she hands me my meal and my medication. "Is this new?"

"Yes, you've finished the first bottle." First bottle.. There's 20 pills in each bottle, that means I've finished that many pills..

"Am I.. that sick? Considering that it's a strict must that I drink my pills every 12 or 6 hours?" She places her clipboard on the bed as she sits on the bed, and pats my head. "Am I really sick..? Mom doesn't tell me everything.."

She holds my hands, and smiles brightly. "In my family, when we're sick, we don't say that we are." I tilt my head slightly to the side, and she laughs. "It's to cast out the sickness, and to brighten up the atmosphere. My grandparents believe that evil spirits are the cause for all pain, so we say I'm not sick whenever we catch a cold. If you say that you're sick, that you're really sick.. my grandparents would've scolded you."

"For being.... not sick?" She smiles brightly and nods. "So, does that work? When you say that you're not sick.. when you are? Does it make the pain go away? Will it make me leave this hospital soon?"

She rests her forehead on mine, and smiles. "Speak with faith, and you shall prevail over the pain."

I'd like to waste energy on that. I want to believe that I will leave this hospital as soon as I can. I want to leave, so I can see my friends.. and so that Mom and Dad will stop crying and hiding secrets from me. I want to leave, and live a happy and normal life in the remaining two years of my teenage life.