Mahou! (Magic!)

The Transfer Student

Mikoto's POV

My family isn't poor, nor are we rich. We have a simple life. A happy family, though, my father has died. I was very young, and I still am. I look at the mirror. I see my long blonde hair. It was pretty straight but it's still a little bit wavy. It's so long that it almost reaches the end of my back.

I also notice my blue eyes. I think I got it from my father. I don't know. I see that it has a little bit of purple bits. My eyes don't seem lively, that's normal since my father just died. But it was a year ago.No, I shouldn't think about it.Ever since my father died, I promised to myself and my mother that I would grow up faster.

I want my mother to live a good life. I want to make my mother have a good life using my own power and not by relying on other people for help. I'm an only child, that's also good since if I have an older or younger sister. my mother would have a more difficult time taking care of us.

I do some cleaning in the house and I remember that tomorrow, I will finally transfer to a school. I don't really feel excited, sad or happy. I'm just a little worried but if I want my mother to have a good life, I have to do excellent in education. 

Night finally comes in and my mother arrives.

''I'm back Mikoto! How are you?'' My mother says happily.

''Everything's fine, mom.''I say with a bit more of emotion.

''Hmm... Yummy. Did you cook already?'' She asked.

''Yeah. I wanted to eat early. I also don't want you to cook after work.'' I say

''Aw..Thanks Mikoto. But you should get some rest. You have to go back to school tomorrow. You're transferring too.'' She said

''It's okay. I want to be more matured and be more responsible. I...I want you to live a good life. A better life. I don't care to be rich. I just want us to have a more simpler and better life.''

''You're still young. Being young is the best part of life.  You have to live a more simpler life too. Don't just worry about me. Be happy.'' She said.

''B..b..but-'' I said but I was stopped. I felt some tears roll down my cheeks

''Let's just eat. I don't want to see you crying. It hurts me, because I love you.''

I cried. My mother hugged me and then we stopped. I fell asleep and my mother carried me to the bed and covered me with my blanket.

Ahh....It's time to transfer. It's been a year since father died.Why do I keep thinking about this? Because I don't know my father. I don't remember his face or anything at all. I just remember is strong but soft voice. My mother cried a lot but she stopped after a day. That's all I remember. 

The school that I was going to was Mishima Elementary School ( or whatever they call elementary in Japan). I don't really feel anything now. I feel numb after father's death, but I still feel something small in my heart. 

My mother smiled at me and wished me luck in my new school. I feel happy if she is happy, that's whats the most important thing in the world, for me.

I arrived at school. I was then introduced by the teacher.

''Everyone, please welcome our new classmate. Mikoto Shino.'' The teacher said. I maintained a neutral reaction.

''Hello, my name is Mikoto Shino. Please take good care of me.