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•Heart's voice [心の声]•

"the feelings you have for someone is known when you hear the voice in your heart."

Chiharu's POV

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Chiharu's POV

I huffed, wiping away my sweat.

No. I refuse to give up.

Exiting the train station, I knew I couldn't bear waiting for another fifteen minutes for a train. I needed to tell him now or I will never will.

My feet moved on its own from then on. I was following the train track. If I run, it would take me about thirty minutes to reach that station.

However, in my heart I wanted him to at least meet me when I was halfway there.

I ran. Up a slope, down the stairs, past a junction. I lost sight of my surroundings.

I worried too much about conveying my feelings to him. Yes. I've realised it.

The words I wanted to say for a long time. The feelings I soo stupidly denied. I didn't understand what I was doing, but it felt right.

His name repeated itself in my head, eyes darting from one place to another.

It had already been past fifteen minutes since I ran. I was panting like hell.

As cold as the weather was, I was still perspiring. My nose was numb and my lips were cracking from the cold.

But I didn't give up.

Then, a muffled voice came from afar. I looked up from the junction I was at and spun my head around, my ears trying to find which direction it was from.

"Chiharu!" The voice drew near and I froze in my spot.

"He... came...?"

Even as the light turned green for pedestrians to cross, I couldn't move. Because he was standing on the opposite side. The boy I wanted to see was over there, looking at me.

No one crossed the junction, it was only him and I. Holding back my tears, I race towards him without thinking.

And it was my biggest mistake.

Though the pedestrian crossing traffic light was green, there was a speeding car, racing towards me. I heard the tires screech, almoat as if trying to avoid having to hit me. The car had beaten the red light.

But the impact I felt wasn't that of a car but a push from somone.

I fell to the ground on the other side and the car had just missed me. However, it had came to a sudden halt ahead of the junction. My mind went blank. If I recall correctly, there was a loud bang.

It couldn't be.

I turned to look ahead. No. He wasn't there. I stood up and raced towards the front of the car.

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