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I have night classes. Walking to my school doesn't take too long. But since it's already dark I'm still taking the bus.

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Class is over it's late. I'm tired. But that's fine. This time I walk. It's even later but now nobody is out so it's not bad. And I need to stop somewhere anyways. The small shop that has many different snacks. I'm hungry since I didn't eat. So a snack would do. At his time there's no food at home anymore. I enter the shop s I suddenly see two girls from my class.

They are looking at some energy drinks. I could just walk out but its too late. I already took this way. I go buy myself a small snack as one of the girls recognize me

Girl 1: shinonome? Isn't that you? I didn't knew you also shop here when night classes are over!

Girl 2: you could've told us we can walk together someday!

Irritating I think. I didn't come to talk. They aren'ty friends. They don't even care. They only act nice but doesn't everybody do that? I do that too. Right now. Smiling at them...

Yes! It would be pretty fun with you two!

Girl 2: did anybody ever told you how pretty your face is?!

Girl 1: I once saw you on social media! Can we take a pic together?

Girl 2: yes please shino-

No. I mean. I don't have my phone. Sorry maybe another time.

I walk to the cashier, pay and leave the store without any goodbye. Finally at home. I walk straight to my room. But before entering i stop. My mom's not here and my dads in his room. Akitos out or something. I really want to talk to him. I have too. So I go to his room, instead of going to my room. I knock first. No Answer. I open the door. Akitos is not there. I should probably stop but I can't. Entering his room, I need to find something out. Maybe this is what he gates about me. I wasn't in his room for years. It changed. I see pictures of him and his friends he seems happy but just like anyone else he's faking it.

He's probably like me. Hating himself. I always act like I don't care about him but he's precious to me. I see a page on the floor. A song. He really did start singing. And even the music he used to like. I slightly smile. They're everywhere. Did he write them... Himself? I see more and more. I should probably stop. Since when?

Then I see more pictures. He and his friends made a band? I mean I knew something happend but... This? He really is performing. Why did he never told me. I wanted to see him. I gulp. This isn't what I searched.

His diary. This is wrong but it's about him I need to find out if he's okay. If I'm not at least he should be .... Right? He probably blames himself but I'm the only one to blame ruining him....

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