Chapter 1: Chapter 0
This is where I'm starting my new life, starting from zero, in this private high school, Kyoto Modern High School, popular for being the best in japan for its education and liberty choices. I arrived to take the entrance test so that I could enter this high school as one of its students. It was a big school, with multiple buildings. They welcomed us to the place where the first exam would take place ; in a massive building, with over 130 tables and chairs, counted i will try to find my specific table. Found it. I sat down and waited for the other people to come here. After over 15 minutes, the test finally began, it wasn't a hard exam for my part , even though they had prepared tough questions, for mathematics, there was in total 16 paper, with calculus question and geography.For History, where we made a developed resume of the 2nd war and more questions in a big document. I made sure to not finish the other subject papers, to not get popular in less than a day, and to stay discreet, so I would try to score the minimum points to get into KMHS.
I looked outside, looking at the other building , pretty big right? I thought about my past. I was borned without inner emotion, birth without even crying, not even a single tear since I was a kid, the main and single reason I was bullied. They used this single information to beat me up, everyday, thinking I will never cry and show that my health was getting worse, as the day went on. I even ask the adults to help me, but they alway answer me with the same and exact response : " Undergo all this for a better future ". It looked like they didn't even care.
I have always wondered if a perfect world could exist, with perfect equality, without conflicts, with a normal economy and without crimes here and there. People live either for money or for pleasure, but later, when they have done what they had to do, they do not accept what presents itself in front of them: death. They don't want to endure it when they have had everything he wanted for many years. What I'm getting at is that they have done everything they wanted in secret, even horrible things that make them happy, but on the other hand, they regret having done bad things when death presents itself to them. What can they complain about? People suffer and accept death while some shit got what he wanted by using force only to regret it. You have lived, you have done harm, now take responsibility. The only people I admire are those who, certainly, have done harm, but at least have taken responsibility, which is rarely the case. I have a simple goal: that one day I will see a criminal take responsibility for his sin. It would give me faith in humanity, even if I am well aware that this "humanity" is already lost. But hope without defeat is impossible, we can always hope, there will always be a probability that a defeat will occur. Besides, that's why hope exists.
Our society is cruel, valuing the strongest and insulting the weakest, it has always been like this, but why doesn't it change? Simply because people are afraid to respond to this government which is more shitty than anything.
The choices they made are very bad, because what they want is money, more money. But while we're at it, if you have that much money, then why not restore financial equality? No, it's not their choice, they languish in a pool of money, while some people dedicate years and give up dozens of things for just a small ticket, worth nothing. But I don't care about the gross value of the tickets, because what matters is the value we give it in our eyes, except that no one sees it like that. This is exactly why our world deserves better choices.
My thought was instantly gone when my self consciousness was back due to the timer who was going to ring. I gave the papers to the supervisor of the exam and went to the bus stop. Suddenly, a girl, who was probably late for her bus, ran without looking towards me, accidentally pushing me, but I resisted the fall and stood still while I grabbed her by her arm.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
" Yes I'm fine, thanks, and I'm sorry.."
"It's fine."
She got up, dusted her dress, with a gentle way.
"I am once again sorry, I thought I was late to the bus.."
"It's definitely fine. The bus comes in 4 minutes."
"Oh. Well.. This is awkward. Anyhow, my name is Ran Azumi, do you think you passed your test?"
"I hope so, I hope you pass it."
"Thanks, I need to study in this school, it's the last hope for my family."
She really looks very confident, she reminds me of someone.
"Well Ran, i think your bus is in less than 60 seconds."
"Oh no! I need to run! I hope we meet once again at the entrance ceremony."
"I have faith in that."
"By the way.. What is your name?"
"My name?"
"Yes, I forgot to ask."
"My name..
My past memory flew out, and in a flash of a moment, I thought about a new life. I will take the opportunity, and I will make it better ; I will.
" My name is Evan Isao, nice to meet you."
"Well Evan, see you soon!"
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