Warning : Grammatical error, TYPO, weird and twisted plot, cheesy and sappy moment.
Disclaimer : the photo (media) that I added don't belongs to me (not mine) but this story is purely 100% my imagination
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|Caelum's PoV
Tokyo international airport
After a long ride on the plane, I arrived at my homeland, Japan. It's 10 A.M. now. Remembered it, I used to live in Japan with my parents when I was 5, a year before...that...accident...happened. No, thinking it now won't change anything. I quickly pushed away that thought and got out from the airport, then took a taxi.
"Sir, could you take me to one of the cheap apartment around Aoyama middle school?" I asked the driver.
"Yes, of course. Are you new here? You're a foreigner right? but you speak Japanese so well" The driver replied to me.
"No, I'm half Italian. Well, I inhereted my fater's look who is an Italian. I used to live here until we moved to Italy.I always interested in Japan's culturale so I decided to study at my mother's homeland." I lied smoothly to him. I didn't want to say that my parents died and became an orphange.
"I see, then why do you want to live at some cheap apartment. Aren't you rich? Judging from what you wear." The driver asked again.
'Seriously, this driver, didn't he have another thing rather than asked more annoying question to me. What if I'm rich anyway, it didn't mean that I'm comfortable enough to live in the lonely mansion with annoying maids and servants. Without nii-san and nee-san more less. It feels different. Great I'm starting to have a homesick, thanks to you, mister.' I thought sarcasticly then calmly replied to him.
"Well, Nii-san told me to live independently and I'm not as rich as you think." I said to him.
"Okay then, we will arrived around 15-20 minutes again." He informed me
"Thanks for the information." I responded and looked at the scenery again. Japan didn't change much after I left. It's a beautiful country with many cultural, well many countries have it too but I more fond of Japan because it's my home. It brought back many memories. Even back then I didn't stay to long.
I took my headphone from my bag and played some music after I plugged in to my phone then played games. There was still a few more minutes before I arrived.
12 minutes later
"We're here." Told the driver
I arrived. I looked at the building where I gonna live from now on. Later I had to memorise the location the district I live, the direction to my school, unpacked my ware, and also how to handle the supplies and money that I recieved from nii-san. I made a mental note to do it later but I have to get into the buliding first.
I payed the taxi driver and told him to save the changes. Then, met the landlord and discussed some things or problems also the pay. After he agreed, he handed me the key to my room. I took it then went to my room. It's simple and as I expected from Japanese rent room. Well, time to cleaned and organized my room. This will take a long long time to finished it.
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A Mission That Change My Heart
AcakShirayuki Caelum. 15 years old. Half-Italian half-japanese. After both of his parent died because of an unexpected accident that happened 9 years ago, he began to change. From the cheerful, funny, kind-loving kid, he turned into a sadist, ruthless...