(1 year time skip) Chapter 2: 5 years time

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(This is supposed to be set in their last year of school)


Dear Diary,

Where do you see yourself in 5 years time? 

A troubling question if I say so myself. On paper, everyone will write a simple answer that won't require questions later on, but they face the real question in their mind. Who do I think I can be? This question is extremely vague and unanswered, of course you can have hopes and dreams. I think that was who we were as a person when we were younger, but is that really a place you can honestly be? Can you really become a famous celebrity overnight? Or perhaps an incredible football player? Not really. You must've dreamed an impossibility at least once. We all have, but when you read this question you remind yourself of how much you used to want that future. Maybe of how much you still do, but with age comes responsibility and responsibility includes not working your life away to not get anywhere close to your childhood dreams. However, hopes and dreams are a big part of who we end up becoming. If we didn't have hopes and dreams, we'd end up working in a boring job that we hated and only did for the money, so you have to find the perfect mixture of likeness and sensibility. I'm reading this question to just be about my career and jobs, most people would but when it says 'yourself', yourself is much more than just a future career.

I wrote, living with someone who understands me, and working a peaceful, normal job.

I'd never done a marked test before about my future before. Normally, I had to revise formulas, diagrams, writing techniques but this test was much more different. It was like a test on discovering who you are that got graded. A bit strange, but whatever. My ma- mother usually wanted me to revise for tests months before they happened, but this lesson she had forced upon me since I was old enough to speak. She says if I work hard, I can be whoever I want to be and if I set expectations, I will be more likely to reach them. I get that she wants to help me, but I don't wanna do anything that spectacular in the future. I don't want my life to be about paychecks and promotions.

Honestly, music was what I wanted to do as a career.  I'd loved music since I was a child but I didn't really understand it then. As I grew older, I began to think about what the music made me feel, what it made me focus on and music became much more than just in the background. I began to sort songs I heard into playlists to create wonderful collections of music that fit together hand in hand. One of the playlists I listened to most was called Aren Kuboyasu. A kid in my class, we're best friends and I'm pretty sure I have feelings for him. Although I'm not exactly sure what these feelings mean yet, i'm not scared to deny it like I normally would. He makes me feel safe, warm, loved, important, everything anybody could ever ask for. I just don't know whether he will return my feelings and I don't want anything to change between us if he says no. 

Ah geez, I gotta go. My mama's calling me.

Bye for now,

Signed, Kaidou Shun.


Hey everyone! I've never written a fanfic or a romance before so bear with me here whilst I figure this out lol

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