1 Blooming of a Flower

It's been twenty years since then, isn't it azume. "should we take a trip together reminiscing our youth?"

It all started in the summer of 2014. She was the one who saved me, taught me how to live but never got to live it with me.

JAN 2014

I am yoshida ryosuke , your average guy with not so average past.my parents died at a young age. I was always called a curse of the family. Always being looked down by those eyes full of disgust and hatred, it lit a sense of fear and loneliness in me but I thought that maybe not my family but the friends I would make would give that sense of joy I linger for. I always tried to be nice with people, help them as much as I could and even got a girlfriend by the second ear of my middle school. I was really happy and it felt like I was finally free from those feelings of disgust that were bestowed upon me. But one day the sky fell on me as I tried to make sense of it all. My girlfriend whom I thought loved me the way I did her spread rumours about me so low that the people I tried so hard to make mine looked at me with the same eyes my family did. She said that I never treated her right and abused her mentally and both physically. That day no one even listened to me and declared me the culprit. All of that fear that I tried to seal back came rushing back to me. I was devastated. That day I said to myself, "I really am cursed." From that day on I was never the same sweet and helpful guy I once wanted to be. That was the last time I could ever talk to someone and remember their faces.

APRIL 2014

I changed schools because of that hell of a girl. It's the start of a new term but nothing exciting for me because I know I'll be sitting in a corner doing nothing. My life was good, lonely and dark but also peaceful at the same time. I don't need to keep appearances, don't need to go out of my way for someone. I can just live by myself no need to be in love and hurt myself again and again. "I'll never be able to love someone again. It's me that's messed up." I always thought, but you never know what'll happen next. On a rainy day I was as always sitting alone reading a murder novel when I noticed a silhouette from the back of my eye rushing towards me. It was a girl. She rushed towards me and handed me a novel and requested me to hide it. It was the same novel I was reading and so I thought, "yeah no normal person would want to know their friends that they are reading this." I hid the book instinctively under my book and that girl went to her friends who were calling for her. As always I paid no attention to it and got indulged in my reading. Some time passed and someone approached on my shoulder. It was the same girl. I handed her book and thought she would just go away but she tried to approach me those instincts kicked in. all the horror ravaging inside of me sacred me to death as a person tried to come near me. All those past times came rushing to me and I pushed her. I couldn't say anything, I just ran away from there. After I got home that evening I felt real bad about what I did. I wanted to apologize to her but I was scared so much that I couldn't even think about it.it took me three days. I mustered all my courage to go stand up to her and tried to apologize. In the back of my mind there was still a thought that she would just create a scene and blame me. I was shocked. I stood the astoundingly and I heard those words which came out of her mouth. She said, "it must've been hard." I just stood there and teared up a bit thinking, "what is this?" I looked up to her. There she was standing in just front of me. She was beautiful standing there with long hazel eyes, black hair and a comforting smile on her face. It was after a long time that I saw somebody. She held her hand ahead for a handshake and asked, "friends?" that word meant a lot for me. I shook her hand and thought, "What is a curse?"