Toru
"Hey, are you okay?" Taka asked when I got back to the event.
A while ago, I felt sick. Our manager told me to go back first and I almost did. But I felt sorry for our fans still waiting so I went to the pharmacy instead. Sadly, the last one has left when I returned. They told me they gave her one of my favorite picks instead.
"Yeah, I'm good," I said. "Just kinda got into a fight." I said, matter of fact.
"Was it a girl?" he asked, grinning sheepishly.
"Uh, yes," I said. I think I know where thus conversation is heading.
"I'll bet she's pretty, too. Or else you wouldn't pick a fight with her," Taka said. This guy knows me very well.
Come to think of it, she's actually pretty cute. Well, considering she was angry at that time. All I could remember is frizzy hair and big brown eyes. How could I forget when she was dead set on glaring at me. Her voice was loud and somewhat high. I wonder how such thing could fit into a small body. She looked young, so she was probably still in high school.
"Hey, loverboy! Let's go!" Taka shouted as the team finished packing and was ready to go.
I got into the van where everyone was waiting. Not everyone, though. Tomoya has already fallen asleep at the back. Taka was sitting cross-legged and playing with his Ipad. I didn't want to bother Ryota since he was probably tired too so I decided to listen to music instead. I rummaged into my bag, looking for my earphones, when an unfamiliar notebook fell.
I picked the notebook up, it was the one that ill tempered child left behind. I guess she dropped it when I bumped into her. She was too mad that she actually forgot about the whole thing. Now, what am I supposed to do with this?
I debated with myself the whole ride. I wouldn't want to open it, supposed the content is something private. From the looks of it, it's probably a journal of some sort. Girls like keeping that kind of stuff. That would be the right thing to do. But what if it's something important? Then I should probably give it back right away. Besides, I wouldn't know how to return it without opening it. There might be some information inside.
In the end, I decided to open it. I flipped into the pages first, just in case it really is a diary. When I reached the last few pages, something caught my eye. I recognized Taka, Ryota and Tomoya's signature.
So, she was a fan? But how come she didn't recognize me if she was? Or did she purposely bump into me and pretend to get mad? But why would she leave the notebook behind? This is driving me crazy. Fans could be really creative at times but she didn't look like one. That or she was really good at acting.
"Toru, what's the problem? You look constipated," Ryota asked. I totally forgot he was sitting right beside me.
"One of the girls from the fansigning event dropped this," I said showing him the autographs.
"Oh? I think I remember. She's the only one who didn't bring a single merchandise to sign(most people bring albums and tons of stuff). She's really polite, too. Just asked for a picture and left(most girls makes small talk and refuses to leave)."
"I see," I said. Maybe I was overthinking.
"It's such a shame. She waited a really long time for it," Ryota added.
"We should probably give it back, right?" I asked for affirmation.
"We could ask someone if there's an address or contact number," Ryota said.
I nodded and flipped through the pages again. It wasn't a journal, afterall, it was a sketchbook. As someone who draws, I could say she's pretty good. There wasn't much in it. Most of her drawings were just pencil sketches. They say a picture is worth a thousand words. I don't know but her drawings made me feel sad.
Without thinking, I took out my pen and started drawing on the next page. I hope she wouldn't mind. This is just a gift from one artist to another. The ride to the hotel was long. I also signed next to the other's signatures along with a simple note.
I really hope this notebook gets back to her.
Cassiopeia.
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AN: 👋
This story will be written in Cassie and Toru's POV alternately...
