Although the words seem strong, there is something empty inside them. That's what I always think when I read my autobiographical record, year after year. "What am I doing here? Was it the most correct decision? How can I be so indecisive?" Anyway, I won't go back anymore. Sometimes all it takes is a simple change: since we are okay, everything else around us doesn't matter.
My name is Emma, I'm 17 years old and I attend the second year of secondary education of Keimei Gakuen in Tokyo, Japan. Now that's all I can confirm about myself. I don't know why I came to Tokyo and why I left Italy behind; or why I left my friends, my family. I just feel that this is the most correct thing to do and, when finish my mission, I will see what I will do.
- Nothing is impossible. You can do it! - I close the door and leave the house. When I see I already find myself just two blocks from school.
There's only a few more weeks for the finals. I can't believe., I think. Sometimes I wonder how I managed to learn Japanese as if I lived here since the beginning of my life; perhaps because my father taught me a few words when I was little. I mentally evaluate my learning skills as I climb the stairs to the third floor. Along the way, I meet friends or simply colleagues, which I compliance with a slight beck. I'm about to open the classroom door when Shimizu (清水) runs out and pushes me to the ground, scattering all my sheets and notebooks.
- I'm so sorry, Tsugumi! - He screams as he runs down the hall until I stop seeing him.
- What's wrong with him?
- Are you Okay? - Yamazaki (山崎), the new boy in the class. He hasn't spoke to anyone since the beginning of the school year. It can be said that everything in it is mysterious - his look, his facial and his body language; however, he has charm, which I compare to the night.
- Yes, thanks. - I thank him at the same time that he helps me to get up and pack my things.
- Shimizu is so fumble. - Enhances Yamazaki - When he came here he remembered that he had forgotten the backpack at home.
- Haha - I cann't help but laugh. - Well, we all have bad days. - I smile.
- True. - And with that I could snatch a smile from his face, something that, to me, is the development of a new feature in him.
The new boy. Gentil. Smiling. Honest. I wanted to have self-control over my feelings but it is becoming impossible at this time. Why?
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Emma's World
RomanceEmma Tsugumi is a high school student. Born from an Italian mother and Japanese father, Emma is forced to find comfort in both cultures which leads her, at her 17 years old, to move to Japan. Surrounded by the luxurious life of the father, the missi...
