The Story Of How I, Who Was Sentenced With One Year Left To Live, Met You, Who Had Six Months Left To Live - Sakurai Haruna - Chapter 1
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- Sakurai Haruna - Chapter 1
The Story Of How I, Who Was Sentenced With One Year Left To Live, Met You,
Who Had Six Months Left To Live
Sakurai Haruna Version
I was a weak and frail child ever since I was born.
My lungs were especially bad, they prevented me from running around outside or being physically active, so I was always stuck at home, I hardly made any friends at kindergarten or at school.
If anyone asked me “Do you wanna play together?” I would say, “I’m ill so I can’t.” then they’d get cautious and just leave me alone. Some of them were so afraid of getting infected thanks to me, that they began making fun of me, saying that I was a virus who people should stay away from.
In spite of this, Miura Ayaka-chan was the only one who cared about me and stayed by my side even when I was left to be all alone.
I wasn’t able to make friends at school, but I made some good friends at the hospital. They were all children in the same children’s ward as me.
They were Yui-chan, Megumi-chan, Yuka-chan, Manami-chan, Sayaka-chan and then Ai-chan.
Every single one of them got discharged from the hospital before me and so I never saw them again. I have not met up with any of them after that. It seems like they were more concerned with being with their school friends rather than being with me.
I was always the one to see them off.
“Let’s meet again sometime!”
“Don’t forget about me!”
“Write me a letter soon!”
I desperately called out to my friends as they left the hospital. But our letters would last for only a single exchange.
All of them had forgotten about me and were busy enjoying their days with their other friends.
Even if I do get released from the hospital, I’ll definitely be admitted again soon. That’s why I try my best to not say goodbye. Because I’d be embarrassed to be hospitalized
again so quickly.
When I was in the sixth grade, I didn’t go on a school trip, even though I really wanted to, because I would have only caused trouble for everyone on the trip.
I was alone and pretended to be unconcerned, saying, “I don’t have any friends, so it doesn’t really matter.”
I was honestly envious of everyone talking about their so-called memories, choosing which pictures to buy, how much fun they had, how great that place was, and so on when
they returned from the school trip.
I sat in my seat, turned over, and cried quietly so that no one noticed, and then one day Aya-chan bought me a souvenir and handed it over to me.
“Here, Haruna. I bought you a souvenir.”
“Thank you, Aya-chan.”
She got me a bear key chain and a good luck charm for my health. These two items became my most prized possessions.
My father was killed in a traffic accident one month before my elementary school graduation. He failed to see a red light while on his way to see me, and that’s how the accident
occurred.
I blamed myself for that.
It was specifically because I had worried him that the accident had happened.
He would not have died if I hadn’t been hospitalized.
I’ve caused my parents a lot of stress throughout my life. I was born with an unhealthy body, and I have never despised myself more than ever right now.
In the end, I couldn’t even attend my father’s funeral.
My health continued to deteriorate during junior high school. I spent more time in the hospital than in school during my first year.
“Good morning Haruna. Your seat is here.”
Aya-chan was the only one who continued to treat me with the same kindness as always. Since I was in the same class as her in the first year, I didn’t have to be alone.
We switched classes in the second year of junior high school. My condition had stabilized by this point, and I was able to attend school every day.
Even though Aya-chan and I were in different classes, we still went to school together every day.
“You, what’s your name?”
Before class started, a boy seated next to me asked me my name.
He had clear noses and dazzling white teeth. He had short, fresh hair, so I assumed that he would be popular with the girls.
“Sakurai……. Haruna”
“Haruna-chan, huh? I’m Ryota Kimura. Nice to meet you.”
“….Nice to meet you too.”
I was a little nervous because I had not had many opportunities to talk to boys during my freshman year.
His kind smile unintentionally startled me.
“Haruna-chan, were you a recent transfer to this school?”
“Not really. Why?”
“I was just thinking, since I hadn’t seen you here during freshman year.”
“Oh… I see.”
Ryota-kun would slowly call out to me during every break time. I did not tell him that I had spent most of my freshman year either in the hospital or at home. I thought that if I
told him that, he would probably leave me alone.
“Ryota, didn’t you know? Sakurai-san… she has a disease.”
One day, A female student sitting in front of Ryota-kun informed him about my illness. My heart ached because her words were just so straightforward.
I was certain that this girl was in the same first-year class as me. I’m sure she didn’t mean to offend me or such, but I wish she hadn’t said that.
“Eh? Haruna-chan is sick? What kind?”
“Well um… I’m just a little frail, it’s nothing serious.”
“I see… you’re pretty weak, huh?”
“….Yes”
I kept my mouth shut because I didn’t want the truth to come out.
My illness is actually serious. I’m not sure when I’ll get sick and have to go to the hospital again. I wanted to be a healthy girl in front of him until that day if possible.
Even after we switched seats and were separated, Ryota-kun and I still talked a lot.
Aya-chan was in the girl’s basketball team and Ryota-kun was in the boy’s basketball team, so I pretended to go watch Aya play when I actually went to watch Ryota-kun.
There were other girls who came to see him too, and I knew he was a popular boy.
It was enough for me to just stand back and observe. A sickly girl like me couldn’t possibly suit someone like him.
Nonetheless, when our gazes met by chance, he smiled and waved at me.
Each day, I felt like I was finally becoming a normal girl.
But in the end, Ryota-kun left me too.
Soon after the summer vacation started, Ryota-kun invited me to go see a movie.
At the time, my condition was worsening and I wasn’t sure if I could accept his invitation or not.
In fact, I had not been feeling well two weeks before the summer vacation even started.
“It’ll be summer vacation soon, so just hang in there for a while…” I told myself that and forced myself to go to school.
I didn’t want Ryota-kun to know about my illness.
After much hesitation, I accepted his invitation and went to see a movie. But this was a mistake.
“It seems like Haruna-chan isn’t having a good time at all.”
“Eh? What do you mean? I’m having fun.”
Even though my voice said that, I didn’t think I sounded like I was really having fun at all.
It was really fun, but I had a fever in the morning and felt as if I was about to die.
I couldn’t keep a smile on my face the entire time, and Ryota-kun appeared a bit bored. He seemed irritated by my slow walking pace.
I became dizzy near the end of the date and couldn’t move any longer, so I requested my mother to come pick me up.
That’s when Ryota-kun learned about my illness.
He became distant and stopped talking to me soon after summer vacation.
Because of my illness, I was unable to fall in love.
I told myself that I would not fall in love until I was cured of my illness, and so I gave up on love for the time being.
But my disease was an incurable disease. It was not only that though, I was doomed to not live a long life.
Shortly before my junior high school graduation ceremony, my mother suddenly confronted me with the news of my health.
I had to give up on not only my love, but my future too.