The night was falling. In a famous private school in Tokyo, a form teacher was keeping a student to stay back and memorise the multiplication table. Ikiru still couldn't memorise it well. Mr. Sawada was starving.
" 4 x 1=4, 4 x 2 = 8, 4 x 3 = 12, 4 x 4 = .... " Ikiru could only memorise this much.
" One more time! This is your last chance. If you fail to do it you well have to stay overnight at school and get it done. "
Ikiru's eyes were brimming with tears. " 4 x 1 =4, 4 x 2 = 8, 4 x 3 = 12, 4 x 4 =... 4 x 4 =... "
Blowing his top, Mr . Sawada walked out, locked the door and leave Ikiru alone in the classroom. " Sir! please open the door! I know I should work harder. I'm really afraid here! Please! "
Ikiru's voice echoed and fell into silence in the empty classroom.
To be continue ....
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