seven minutes past three (BMG sequel)
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i would actually like to get mad but...i think i'll save that for my personal blog.
[edit] NOTE: this is the sequel to my first fic, "Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story". I would recommend reading that to understand this better.
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Prologue
I stand at the edge of the wooden platform. The clock at the train station says it's only seven minutes past three so there aren't many people around yet. Rush hour isn't for another two hours.
I stare across from where I'm standing. I ask myself the same question I've been asking myself all morning - has it really been almost three months? It has been almost three months since I received a letter from Yuji. Back then, I didn't know that it would be my last...
The worst part is that I haven't even read the letter yet. It's been with me for two months and I still haven't read it.
I sigh as I think about it. And him. The last two months have been a strain for me. I don't say it out loud but I miss him. Despite all that's happened, I still miss him.
I turn around and leave the train station. No one knows but sometimes I just like to come here and reminisce, especially when I miss him.
Doko de, Yuji?
As I climb into my car and drive off home, I remember all the things I miss about him. I miss our talks on the cell phone. I remember he would call me at 2 a.m. just to say hello or to chat. I miss his messy, hand written letters. Whenever I would read the words, I would giggle at his handwriting. It looks like a ten year old wrote it. I miss his voice, I miss his words, I miss everything about him, never mind the fact that I've never met him in my life.
My thoughts occupy my mind, distracting me. Before I knew it, I was outside the bakeshop. I park the car outside, get out and lock it.
I enter the building and trudge up the stairs, quietly slipping past everyone. As I do, I wonder if it's wrong for me to feel something for someone I've never met before. I mean, yeah, sure, he's my secret admirer and all (or so he claims) but...I don't know. Maybe I'm being foolish, not to mention recklessly stupid. For all I know, he could be a deranged psychotic stalker with manic-depressive tendencies.
Then there's Nino. I can't...even begin to...it's complicated. The last few months have been a whirlwind for me. Since we've decided to become friends, we've been spending a lot of time together. I've gotten to know him, more than I could possibly ever imagine or hope for. What started out as a plan to fall out of love with him soon backfired. The more I got to know about him, the more I kept falling head over heels in love with him...
...which was the problem. I started having feelings for Yuji around the same time as well. And now, I'm right back where I started.
I open the door to my room and walk in. I close the door behind me and drop my bag onto the floor. As soon as it hits the ground, I suddenly hear my cell phone go off. I quickly pull it out of my jeans and flip it open. "Hello?"
My heart starts to race as a familiar voice reaches my ear.
"Hey~ Missed me?"
It was him.
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i wrote this a couple of hours ago. struck by a sudden burst of inspiration i guess. since i basically gave away the ending for the side-sequel, i knew how it was suppose to end so it was easier to write the prologue for this one. the prologue for the sequel is dependent on the ending/last chapter and epilogue of the side-sequel so...
its just a test to see if the audience is receptive to it. is it okay? tell me. what do you expect to see for the sequel? shucks i still don't have a title for it!
gah! i feel so tired. i've worked on...two fic series tonight. i should rest...
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Translation:
Doko de - Where are you?
(it's actually an indirect translation. i wrestled between that and "Yuji, where are you?"...or was it "Where are you Yuji?" i forgot. for some reason, it sounded better in Japanese than in English. -_-")
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i would actually like to get mad but...i think i'll save that for my personal blog.
[edit] NOTE: this is the sequel to my first fic, "Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story". I would recommend reading that to understand this better.
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Prologue
I stand at the edge of the wooden platform. The clock at the train station says it's only seven minutes past three so there aren't many people around yet. Rush hour isn't for another two hours.
I stare across from where I'm standing. I ask myself the same question I've been asking myself all morning - has it really been almost three months? It has been almost three months since I received a letter from Yuji. Back then, I didn't know that it would be my last...
The worst part is that I haven't even read the letter yet. It's been with me for two months and I still haven't read it.
I sigh as I think about it. And him. The last two months have been a strain for me. I don't say it out loud but I miss him. Despite all that's happened, I still miss him.
I turn around and leave the train station. No one knows but sometimes I just like to come here and reminisce, especially when I miss him.
Doko de, Yuji?
As I climb into my car and drive off home, I remember all the things I miss about him. I miss our talks on the cell phone. I remember he would call me at 2 a.m. just to say hello or to chat. I miss his messy, hand written letters. Whenever I would read the words, I would giggle at his handwriting. It looks like a ten year old wrote it. I miss his voice, I miss his words, I miss everything about him, never mind the fact that I've never met him in my life.
My thoughts occupy my mind, distracting me. Before I knew it, I was outside the bakeshop. I park the car outside, get out and lock it.
I enter the building and trudge up the stairs, quietly slipping past everyone. As I do, I wonder if it's wrong for me to feel something for someone I've never met before. I mean, yeah, sure, he's my secret admirer and all (or so he claims) but...I don't know. Maybe I'm being foolish, not to mention recklessly stupid. For all I know, he could be a deranged psychotic stalker with manic-depressive tendencies.
Then there's Nino. I can't...even begin to...it's complicated. The last few months have been a whirlwind for me. Since we've decided to become friends, we've been spending a lot of time together. I've gotten to know him, more than I could possibly ever imagine or hope for. What started out as a plan to fall out of love with him soon backfired. The more I got to know about him, the more I kept falling head over heels in love with him...
...which was the problem. I started having feelings for Yuji around the same time as well. And now, I'm right back where I started.
I open the door to my room and walk in. I close the door behind me and drop my bag onto the floor. As soon as it hits the ground, I suddenly hear my cell phone go off. I quickly pull it out of my jeans and flip it open. "Hello?"
My heart starts to race as a familiar voice reaches my ear.
"Hey~ Missed me?"
It was him.
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i wrote this a couple of hours ago. struck by a sudden burst of inspiration i guess. since i basically gave away the ending for the side-sequel, i knew how it was suppose to end so it was easier to write the prologue for this one. the prologue for the sequel is dependent on the ending/last chapter and epilogue of the side-sequel so...
its just a test to see if the audience is receptive to it. is it okay? tell me. what do you expect to see for the sequel? shucks i still don't have a title for it!
gah! i feel so tired. i've worked on...two fic series tonight. i should rest...
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Translation:
Doko de - Where are you?
(it's actually an indirect translation. i wrestled between that and "Yuji, where are you?"...or was it "Where are you Yuji?" i forgot. for some reason, it sounded better in Japanese than in English. -_-")
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