Nostalgic sounds and smells, beautiful weather and warmth.

I hugged someone who is unknown but important to me. Tight and hard to break away. Even though there was no worry or loneliness, I hugged him like a small child who was breastfeeding. A wonderful feeling enveloped me because I did not lose anything.

I spontaneously opened my eyes

Ceiling

Bedroom, morning

Alone

Tokyo

It should be

I dream apparently. Then I got out of bed.

In just two seconds, the warm feeling that enveloped him just disappeared. No effect, no echo. Everything happened suddenly and I couldn't think. Tears began to fall.

Sometimes in the morning as soon as I open my eyes I will cry for no reason.

I don't even remember the dream I had.

I stared at the hand that was wiping away the tears. There are tears on the index finger. The dreams and the tears that moistened the corners of the eyes a moment ago all disappeared.

The most important thing, before this

It's in this hand.

I do not know.

I stopped there and got out of bed. Exit the room and head to the sink. I wash my face. It occurred to me that I had been surprised by the taste and moisture of the water. For a long time I have been dreaming about the mirror there.

Looks like a dissatisfied face staring back at me.

I tied my hair while looking in the mirror. Spring suit wraps around the body.

I put on my tie, I'm good at tying it. then put on suit

The door is open,

Then I closed it. in front of me,

A wide spread view of the city of Tokyo that I'm already tired of. I was able to name some of the existing buildings just like I remembered the names of the insects on the hill.

I passed the crowded station entrance before going down the escalator.

I boarded the train and leaned against the door as I watched the scenery pass by. On buildings, in cars, on overpasses, glimpses of people fill every corner of the city.

Cloudy skies surround the spring. Coaches filled with hundreds of people, trains carrying thousands of passengers pass through the city.

Consciously unaware while observing this city as always.

Me, I'm looking for someone. Just someone...

End Of These Chapter

This is a novel by Makoto Shinkai, the director of the animation 'Kimo no Na wa'

i copy one of her story to make this novel so

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