After Ren had exited the dim underground train station leaving behind both the tunnel’s darkness and his own, the brightness of the the surface world ca as welco despite but still it did hit him hard.
Ren squished his eyes almost closed as he climbed the steps onto street level above. One hand was shielding his eyes until that had happend, the other holding his bag.
When they finally did he was left dumbstruck by the view and he stood there for about 10 seconds before his mouth finally caught up with his brain.
"Holy shit." He let out filled with full of amazent.
Hanasakura District spread out before him like sothing straight out of a postcard. The main street was very wide and lined accurately with massive sakura trees on both sides of the streets, their branches mixed with colours of pink and white and the occasional yellow and green flowers.
The petals danced graciously through the air looking like snow and when they lost the little energy they had they fell and covered the sidewalks before being stepped on by the feet of passing pedestrians.
Traditional storefronts lined beside the shops, there were cafes and boutiques. He passed through a café where students gathered around outdoor tables, sharing breakfast and gossip. A bakery pumping warm air and the sll of fresh pastries onto the sidewalk. A bookstore with manga volus displayed in the window.
Red paper lanterns hung from eaves, dancing gently in the morning breeze. And everywhere, everywhere, was cherry blossoma.
It was so beautiful.
Impossibly, heartbreakingly beautiful.
It was like sothing straight out of an animanga!
Another thing that caught his eyes was the sheer number of students around. Sakura High was the only highschool in the district, the closest being Hanami Academy in the district Ren had just left.
The students ghehy always moved in groups of about 3 to 5 each. Girls with sailor-style uniforms sporting their red ribbons and the boys like him in traditional gakuran jackets. So rode bicycles passing through the foot traffic with practiced ease and worries. The Others walked slowly, clearly in no rush to make it to the school.
Everyone looked so... normal. So happy. Like they didn’t have brothers in comas. Like they weren’t carrying bloodstained papers in their pockets.
It was just Ren who had those problems.
"So this is where Kaito wanted to go. " Ren thought but that thought ca with a mory of Kaito.
It was six months ago in their apartnt when Kaito last ca to visit. Kaito was grinning happily as he showed Ren a brochure for Sakura High.
"It’s the most beautiful place in all of Japan. " He had declared, triumphantly.
"No it’s not. " Ren rejected, his hyperbolic claim.
"When you go there one day, you won’t say such things again. " Kaito vowed.
Kaito was right and Ren now had co back to eat his own words now at this srising sight.
"It’s a good school, Ren. Good sports.. Great academics, nice area. You should apply for the New session. " Kaito recomnded, shaking his head.
Ren objected. "Why? My school’s highschool is just fine.
"And all my friends from middle school are going there too. " Ren added. "I can’t be the only one who isn’t. "
"Just trust , okay? Trust your big bro a hundred and ten percent. I think you’ll love it there. " Kaito pestered, his eyes turning into puppy dog eyes.
"I’m here now brother just like you wanted. Now tell why I am here. "
Ren made sure to keep his head down when he walked, his hands in his pockets, one of them rubbing against the edge of the bloodstained paper.
He could feel eyes on him, the curious stares from students and shop owners who knew everyone in their tight-knit community and imdiately spotted the outsider he was.
A group of girls walked past him whispering and giggling the mont they noticed him.
"Is he new? " One of the girls inquired.
"Must be. Never seen him before. " Another answered.
"He’s kind of cute tho. " The last teased. "but in a brooding way... "
More giggles soon followed and then by a hushed speculation he couldn’t quite make out what they said before they went out of sight.
He ignored them he was always good at that and just kept his eyes forward.
Stay invisible. Find Hasegawa. Get answers.
Don’t get involved in anything else more.
Simple..
Simple plan.
He should’ve known them that nothing about this would be that simple.
After the girls were out of sight, Ren checked his map again and this ti it read that Sakura Highschool was only a further ten-minute walk from where he was. He just had to continue walking straight down the main street he was on and then take a left at the park.
A bicycle bell rang out sharply behind him, and Ren stepped aside on instinct as two students on bikes zood past, laughing about sothing. They wore the sa black gakuran as him—Sakura High uniforms he deduced. One of them called out a greeting to another group across the street.
He hated that it.. hated that the world kept turning like nothing had happened. That people could laugh and smile while his brother lay dying. That cherry blossoms blood and fell without caring about anything else.
He checked his phone for the ti. It was 8:22 am now, only eight minutes more until the ceremony started. He was close now just needed to reach the park, then turn left, and the school would be right there.
Almost there, Kaito.
Almost there.
At Sakura High.
Were Hasegawa Fujimoto was.
Were the truth was.
Whatever that ant.
Ren heard a bell chi in the distance. The school bell probably. He was on the right path. Students around him broke into jogs, not wanting to be late.
"First day of the rest of your life," Ren muttered to himself. "Let’s see what you got into, big brother."
He started walking faster, following the flow of the running students towards the school.
And when Ren rounded the final corner and saw Sakura High School for the first ti in daylight, the words died in his throat.
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