Mafuyu is an artist a part of the online band, 25-ji, Nightcord de., also known as Nightcord at 25:00. The problem? Mafuyu doesn't let anyone know about it. All they see? The perfect girl, topper of her class, smart, sweet, talented and kind. But de...
The morning rose with a grandeur confidence, that made the clouds reflect its soft glow onto the sky, casting a delicacy in the atmosphere.
Kanade still rested, and so Asahina took it upon herself to simply just make breakfast of a warm tea. It was news to her that her father had bought some doughnut bites in the earlier morning, claiming that the past few days have been a haze of chaos, and the occasion called for something that all could enjoy.
Her mother was still asleep too, and he had simply been sitting down in the kitchen, and he had somehow found the confidence to speak to his daughter.
"Asahina."
She looked up from her gaze, somewhat startled.
"We need to talk, I think. So, what's been happening with you? All of it? I would like the whole story, if you will. I'm considering enlisting you into some sort of therapy, a better way to cope than anything else I think we can offer you."
Asahina somewhat panicked, but then took a deep breath.
"It all started when I came across a band I'm a part of called Nightcord at 25:00, and we were only online. At one point, we all confessed to one another what we look like, and it turned out that Kanade, Mizuki, and Ena were all of the other members. And it's funny since we're all a part of the Shibuya township, so, we ended up meeting up one day as well. We make music together, and I found out recently that Ena and Mizuki go to the same school, but Ena sometimes takes night classes.
"I took a liking to all of them, not so much Ena or Mizuki at first, but Kanade seemed like she wanted to help me. A tiny, more naive part of me wanted to believe that she could, and so, I stayed. But the pressures, all of the pressures to continue to be someone I knew I wasn't. Everyone at school knew I was your perfect little girl. Only a few people knew my true interior. My broken side. Apparently, Otori Emu, a lower class-men of my school had suspected the smile I displayed was fake. I even have a photo, here, on my phone. I feel like she can sometimes understand things not a lot of others can."
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The photo revealed a not so old photo of last year, when Asahina and Emu. The pink haired girl indeed did have some sort of fear on her face, unbeknownst to Asahina.
She continued.
"And then, the pressures of being in a band and wanting to be perfect for mom...it just broke me. I didn't know what to do. I don't want to be a doctor, Dad. I want the choice to figure out what I want so I can be happy. But I'm also scared of being selfish for finding something that makes only me happy. I'm the only child you have, and I'm scared to just drop everything here and make a living for myself.
"But then, I'm being pulled the other way. I want to be able to live my own life. A tiny part of me aches for it, and I think I really like Kanade, but we won't be able to have a proper relationship if I can't figure out how to feel. I just want everyone to be happy, but I don't know how to make the balance."
Then, she paused. That was it, right?
"And that's it." she said.
Afterward, when everyone woke up, Mr. Mafuyu and Asahina both came to the conclusion that they should probably all see a therapist, which would be best.
They all stood outside one of the best therapists in their town. It seemed kind of scary, but it was for the better. Asahina was glad they could all start to communicate more, and if it was a change that would help, she'd gladly take that chance.
