Enjoy this story-driven tale as you take part in Hiro's perspective based on the personality of your own choosing. Yes, it's up to you reader to decide most of his story and the consequences that's included in his actions. Whether it's for the better or worse, that's entirely up to you. Hiro Nakamura arrives at Rurasa, a rural town filled with mysteries and intrigue. At the behest of his late mother, he was taken in by the Amakusa family, longtime friends of the Nakamuras. Join him in his tale as he unravels mysteries, get along (or not) with his schoolmates, forged friendships or rivalries, and pursue romantic relationships with your favored love interest (Male or Female).
I gazed upon the ethereal face looking back at me. The clear water that reflects it catches my attention and I realize how such purity completes the picturesque view I'm basking my eyes in. For more than a fracture of a second, I felt envy run through my veins. Oh, to have a seemingly-perfect life. I tapped on the reflected tattoo, water dancing in ripples under my touch. "Hiraeth," I muttered. almost inaudible, drowned by nature's very own whispers. Tattoos don't need to have meaning. Some just have them because it just feels right. In my case, I guess both conventions apply. Hiraeth. a Welsh word that holds different meanings. It can mean homesickness of a home you can never return to, or never was. It may also mean nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. I had this inked on me for a reason. Maybe it was the first as I've always longed for a place where I can feel safe, where I can draw strength. My querencia. It could be the second. Memories have never left me since it flooded not only my mind but also my heart. What I had wasn't perfect. But it was definitely more than enough. But I've also yearned for something. Perhaps recognition? Attention? Appreciation? Love? The last one... possibly. For the sole reason that I regret meeting you. I regret being drawn by your eyes and your heart. I regret a lot of things in my life but the one I truthfully feel a wave of remorse for... was loving you. I saw the reflection of a bitter smile that formed on my lips. Perhaps it was all of those reasons. Lies. Betrayals. Pain. Excruciating pain. Death. It all leads back to you. For a moment, I stupidly and blindly assumed you were my haven. Turns out, you were gonna unleash the hell I didn't expect. One word holds thousands of memories. One word describes the infinite emptiness in me. One word.... Hiraeth
As society grows older their understanding of personalities grows, the more they understand each other, the more they divide people into normal and abnormal people who don't understand the form of society, yet normal people see them as crazy and killers. That's the reality.