After graduating from high school, I decided to go to Tokyo to work.But... one day, while strolling through Tokyo's neighborhoods, I bumped into that person, who ended my amnesia period, that person... the cause of my despair, That person... for whom I wept,that person... who died in front of my eyes, and whose last words were 'I love you...' but...__ the astonishment I had in that moment, was crazy not in a good way,but in the sense, "What?! But then I remembered, that people in Japan are similar to each other, and so I calmed down and returned home, while in front of the door, I while searching hard for the house key I found a crumpled piece of paper in which was written: 'Meet me on 26 February at 17:29, in Via. (=insert street)' Reading that date, I immediately rushed to my room, and read the newspaper article of 22 Jan 2003, there were words that I did not want to believe, namely: Road accident involving two 19-year-old boys. They were taken to the hospital after being in a coma for 3 months, and one of them woke up, but the other one unfortunately died, and the police discovered the identity of the unfortunate man, Nakamura Chikafusa. I picked up the phone and scrolled down to the bottom of the gallery, I saw that there were many photos depicting that boy, and I knew that this would be the opportunity to recover the last missing memory.
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The Truth
Short StoryThis book is about the terrible life story of our dear and unfortunate Swedish protagonist, about his tragic romantic experience, which suddenly changed, as if life had suddenly flown away. What will happen from now on? How will he feel? He will dis...
