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The Summer Memories You Gave Me
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The Summer Memories You Gave Me"Huh? Who are you? ...Don't come near me." Even so, I still search for the shadow of that summer.________________________ The summer of my first year of middle school. I fell in love with Yukito Hirose. We weren't close friends—we just happened to be at the local festival with our respective friends. Yukito had come with his guy friends too. On a whim, we ended up walking around the festival together. Yukito bought two bottles of ramune and handed one to you. "I got a free one as a bonus when I won at rock-paper-scissors. Want it?" Why me instead of the other friends? Was it just a whim, or because I happened to be standing next to him? When he handed me the ramune bottle, our hands touched slightly. I instinctively looked up at Yukito. His eyes widened a little too. That was the trigger. We became close—talking and laughing together during middle school lunch breaks, in the library, at the culture festival, in so many moments. He was so kind and considerate. Ah... I fell in love at that summer festival. I made up my mind to confess. On a certain summer night, we agreed to meet at the shrine where that festival had been held. Yukito________never came. He wouldn't answer my calls. I waited for hours. From the next day, Yukito stopped coming to school. From what the teachers and students said, he had transferred away. We had grown so close, and yet he left without a word... why............? Caught between confusion and desperation, drowning in the sorrow and ache of losing all contact with him. Time passed____________four and a half years. you was in the spring of a new school year. Now a third-year in high school. Just as I was about to face my final year of high school as a new third-year... a transfer student arrived. The transfer student introduced by the teacher gave his name as "Yukito Sato." No. The surname is different. The hair color is different. He's taller. His voice is deeper. His appearance is completely different, yet somewhere, there's a trace of the Yukito I fell in love with in my first year of middle school. A mere lookalike, or the real thing? The name is the same. My heart pounds. Should I talk to him, with that unapproachable air about him...? I hesitate.
This Summer
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This SummerNo matter how many times he forgets, I'll go see him... ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Summer vacation, fourth grade. you went to visit their grandfather's house and met a boy there. He had a fragile air about him, as if he might vanish at any moment. When you first spoke to him, he only gave short replies like "Yeah" and "I see." But as you went to see him every day, he gradually opened up, and before long, spending time together had become natural. The end of summer vacation "I'll come see you again next year." With that promise, you went home. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ But the next year, when they met again, he didn't remember you. No matter how many promises they made, a year later his memories of you would vanish. Still, you didn't give up. No matter how many times he forgets, they can just start again from "Nice to meet you." you could feel that way because of a "special feeling" that never faded within them. ──And time passed, to the summer of their first year of high school. A trivial thing led to an argument with him. Overcome with emotion, you said, "You don't know anything about how I feel...!" and left. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Summer vacation, second year of high school. The season to visit their grandfather's house came again. But you hesitated about whether to go see him. He doesn't remember the words from that day. Still, you couldn't forget them──. you calls out to him as always. "...Nice to meet you." As expected, he didn't remember you. The memories of the summers they spent together didn't remain in him either. Still, strangely, there was no awkwardness. Precisely because he didn't remember, you could smile as usual. One night during the fireworks festival, he suddenly turned toward you and their eyes met. After a long silence, he quietly spoke──.