After your departure

Thanks

It's saturday morning. Many would rather use their time for fun, hanging out with friends, or even visiting family, but not me. I must be here, I want to be here so that I can be in front of you as always.

After sighing, I put my hands together and started talking to her.

I never really thought that I would be the one to start a conversation with you, and now yet here I am ... talking to you, it's really curious and ironic isn't it? And to think that just a couple of months ago you were the one who approached me and I didn't even want to talk to you.

- Do not get me in your "coincidences" - After remembering this, a small smile appears on my face.

Was what I told you, without a doubt I remember it very well, how could I forget it? That was the day you spoke to me for the first time when you found me in the hospital, usually no one from the school approached me at all, but you... you you did it back then and from there you began to change my life.

I always had that thought that others did not think good things about me, so I resigned myself to the fact that I should not be interested in anyone and that I should not approach anyone. I was afraid that if I really ended up getting close to someone other than my parents, they would end up believing it was uninteresting or even end up hurting me ... and that's how I lived without having a single friend in and out of school.

- I'm interested. I would not invite someone I am not interested in- That was what you told me without even thinking about it.

From there, I remember you kept asking me out to many places. I know he always i said it was annoying, but I really enjoyed those trips we took. In each one of them you showed me how fun it was to have a friend for the first time, and little by little my fear was fading ... by the way! you know? In the front seat, that boy who had tried several times to talk to me, well, I've been able to talk to him quite a bit,well just a little bit, but something is something right?. It's still difficult for me, but I want to make sure that everything you taught me is not in vain.

The best thing is that it seems that he understood it right away, and I managed to help myself by continuing with the nonsensical conversation that I had started, it was something related to the gum that he constantly offered me I think. We've talked little since then, he's a good person and he's quite funny ... maybe we can be good friends, who knows right?

Regarding your friend Kyoko, it was more difficult to talk to her than I thought, my cheek still hurts due to the blow she gave me when I confessed everything. But I was still able to make up with her and from time to time I have been able to talk to her at school, long enough to know that she is trying hard to get along with me, although I fear that at any moment she might hit me again, But I think I'll be fine. I still have a hard time talking to her but as you said, she is a good person, so no matter how difficult it is, I will not give up.

It's amazing to think that all of this has happened in just a few days, and it has been a bit stressful to tell the truth. But it has also helped me a lot to be able to focus on other things, although it still hurts.

When you really showed up you changed everything for me. Although I did not want to, I have learned what it feels like to care about someone, what it means to trust someone and for the first time I experienced what it is to love someone. Perhaps you were right that our choices led us to meet each other or perhaps they committed us to meet, I don't know. Whatever the case, I ... I'm glad I took that diary that was on the chair that day, I'm glad I found you in that hospital, saw your smile and lived with you. For the first time I was able to experience all those emotions ... and that ... that ...

Tears begin to flow little by little from my eyes. I don't want to cry, I don't want to. But I can't help it, and think that a few months ago I couldn't even have cried for someone.

- All that ... I owe it to you-

As the tears run down my face, I stand in front of her and after drying the tears I open my eyes. A headstone with the name of a person who meant a lot to me is all I can see of her now.

- Thank you very much, Sakura Yamauchi-

I whisper the latter while outlining a smile and then walking away from the place.

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Well, before you run into the comments section to tell me that I have as many spelling mistakes as holes in a cheese, I would like to tell you that I cannot speak English and that I am using a translator, okay?

Once that is clarified, tell me what you thought of the chapter in the comments, I am going to read.

I also clarify that the characters do not belong to me, they are the property of Shin'ichirô Ushijima and those who worked on the manga and also those who made the light novel.