The One Who Slipped Away

-Account of Hisashi Hitotomi- Part III

-Account of Hisashi Hitotomi-

Part III

Autumn.

The season where we will start our highschool lives.

I woke up pretty early.

I must be excited as today's the day that my hard work pays off.

I wore my highschool uniform for the very first time.

It felt strange but it was also refreshing.

Wearing the uniform made me want to go to school already.

I left the house after preparing my things.

I rushed to the station.

I was 15 minutes early.

I guess I was pretty much excited.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Haru arrived as well.

"Morning Haru!"

"Wow, you're earlier than me. That's unusual." Haru said as if he was in shock.

"I was excited that's all."

"Oh and another thing." Haru said.

"What is it?"

"You seem energetic today."

"Am I? Is it too weird if others see it?"

"Nah, you'll do just fine. Just act the way you do."

"The way I do? What kind of way is that?"

"It's that way!" Haru said dashing off inside the train station.

"Hey! Still acts like a kid huh?" I said to myself, sighing lightly.

I enter the station and Haru and I boarded the train.

"I wonder who will be our classmates?" Haru asked.

"Who knows? Maybe we're going to be in different classes."

"H-hey, don't jinx it with that kind of thinking, Hisashi." Haru pouted.

"Sorry, never thought you'd be affected by it."

"Well, you know I'm sensitive to those kind of things."

"In any case, let's just hope for the best."

The train continued to move onward towards to our destination.

When we arrived at that station, we dropped off and proceeded towards the school.

We entered the school gates once more, but, not as entrance examinees, but highschool students of the school itself.

It gives me a brand new confidence I didn't have before.

As soon as we entered the school gates, it felt different.

The atmosphere felt different.

I stopped my pace and looked around me.

"Hisashi?" Haru said as he looked back at me.

He then started spacing out.

"Haru?"

I went near him and saw he was looking at someone.

She seems to be of a higher year than us.

As I looked on what color her collar was, it was blue: a third year.

Haru seems like she was in awe of that third year's beauty.

"Wow did you see that?"

"That's Ayase-san for you." I heard two third years talking.