1. The first time Fukayasu Natsume noticed her ability was on day two of midterms.  She was stuck on problem 2 of the Math I exam. This was after she’d spent considerable time unsuccessfully trying to solve problem 1 which she ultimately left unfinished, with no choice but to rely on partial credit. She was […]

I ran, as if fleeing the noise of the shrill, screeching brakes. Beneath the jet black night, I grabbed Michiru’s hand and fled. I was certainly fleeing, but who exactly was I fleeing from? What was it that I had to avoid? All I knew was that if I stood by watching idly, Michiru would […]

Time is like a shooting star. Even when you’re not watching, it continues to flow onwards. But no one knows where its destination might be. The Thirteenth of October A It was the last day of midterm exams. The bell rang, announcing the conclusion of the final test. In that instant, countless sighs echoed from […]

[T/N: For reference, one’s ‘heart’ in Japanese (and asian cultures in general) can refer more broadly to one’s emotions, mind, spirit, thoughts, etc. This is obviously true to an extent in Western culture (ex. love comes from the heart, heartbreak, etc), but is a lot more prevalent and emphasized in Japanese culture) Ever since I […]

However, without quite knowing why, I felt that that fifth of October, filled with unease, had been a turning point. From then on, my relationship with my curse changed a little. In the past, I resented and resented my extraordinary memory, despising even the thought of utilizing my memory to benefit myself. Now was different. […]

Let me preface with this: Today, Michiru will die. The Fifth of October A I woke to a morning that I had been dreading from the bottom of my heart. From the curtain rail rollers, I knew the calendar date had changed. They were in different positions than from the morning of the fourth of […]

The Seventeenth of July H There were eight days of school left before summer break. Emotions of excitement at the thought of summer break, or frustration that there was still over a week left, were emotions well beyond me at my age. My heart had long since dulled to such sentiments.  Avoiding the sun’s burning […]

The first time I met her was in my third year of middle school. It was Friday after class, and we had an art assignment due the following week. “Ooh, that’s pretty.” “Hamano… Aria-san?” Summer, with its huge cumulonimbus clouds, had long since come to an end. As the red and yellow autumn leaves came […]