I gave you everything I could...

01

"Kazuha." Kazuha's mother called to her from downstairs, causing the Japanese teenager to awaken from her good sleep.

Kazuha sighed heavily and got up from her bed, the screws creaking a little.

Kazuha paced a bit and looked at herself in the large mirror on the wall in front of her. "I'm such a mess." She muttered to herself and, after fixing her tousled hair and straightening up a bit, she opened the next door, walking down the long spiral stairs.

To be honest, Kazuha didn't know how she had heard her mother talking from downstairs, as the walls were quite thick and she had the door closed.

The tall girl arrived downstairs and was surprised to see both her parents sitting at the dining room table with serious faces. They had never been like that. Or at least that Kazuha had never seen them. "What's wrong?"

Her father looked at her and smiled a little as he saw his daughter already awake. "Sit down."

Kazuha nodded, and moved the chair she normally sits in for meals back a bit to sit down.

"So..." Her mother began after clearing her throat. "We both know you're not going to like this news very much. But, we've been thinking about it for quite some time, and, since school is about to start, we wanted to tell you that we're moving out." Her mother explained.

Kazuha apparently froze, because her eyes were wide and her jaw dropped, but she showed no signs of life. "What?" after a while analyzing every word her mother had said she spoke.

"To where? Are we going to another country?" she asked, her voice trembling as she spoke.

"Yes, to South Korea, Kazuha." His father replied.

"But, what about Sakura? What about Sana? What about Mina? What about Momo? What about my friends?" Kazuha asked before continuing. "They're my friends, you know i can't leave them."

The black haired's mother sighed. "We know, Kazuha. But, it's because of your father's job, he's been offered a better job, in Busan, than the one he has right now." She explained, trying to calm her daughter down.

Kazuha opened her mouth but quickly shut it close. She took a deep breath before nodding.

She couldn't fight it, as she knew that, even if she didn't want to, she couldn't do anything to change it. "Alright, I'll go pack my things, I guess." She said simply and got up from the chair to head to the stairs, slowly making her way up.

She stopped in the middle of the staircase and turned to her parents. "What day are we moving out?"

"In two days," Her mother replied, before looking at her phone to check the date. "The flight is August 26th."

Kazuha just nodded and finally made it to her room, locking herself inside it. She pulled out her phone and texted her friends that she was moving to South Korea, which made her friends sad. So was Kazuha.

The black-haired girl threw herself on her bed and closed her eyes, her breathing a bit labored. She didn't want to move out, she didn't want to lose her friends, she didn't want to leave Japan. But, she had no other choice. The only thing she could do at that moment was to start packing her bags and wait for August 26th to arrive.

And that's what she did.

She got up from her bed and grabbed her suitcase, looked through her closet, grabbed everything she needed, said goodbye to her friends, and waited.

~~~

"Kazuha, are you ready?" Kazuha's father asked as he gripped the doorknob, looking over his shoulder at his daughter.

"Yes." Kazuha nodded, grabbing her bags and grabbing her headphones, putting them around her neck.

"Well, let's go. We're getting a ride from your uncle, since the airport is a bit of a drive." Her father answered and opened the door, stepping aside so Kazuha and his wife could get out.

After a while, they arrived at where they had arranged to meet her uncle, waiting for the car to arrive.

When the car arrived, they greeted Kazuha's uncle and got into the car after putting the suitcases and carboard boxes in the large trunk. Kazuha and her mother were in the back seats, while her father was in the front seat, talking to her uncle about anything and everything.

Few minutes later, they finally arrived at the airport. The three of them said goodbye to Kazuha's uncle and grabbed everything they needed from the trunk of the car, walking inside the airport.

"When does the plane leave?" Kazuha asked, sitting down on the nearest bench she could find in the airport with a low sigh.

Her father glanced at his phone before putting it in his pocket. "At two-thirty in the afternoon."

The Japanese girl sighed heavily and settled into the seat. She looked at her phone and immediately put it in her back pocket. "Why did we come so early?"

"It's better to be safe than sorry." Her mother said, shaking her head slightly.

~~~

"Finally." Kazuha rolled her eyes, getting up from the seat and grabbing her bags. The family walked and, after all the checking, entered the plane.

The daughter took the window seat and put on her headphones, opening 'Spotify' and playing some music, occasionally humming the lyrics quietly.