03 Takashi Hayama

    03 Takashi Hayama

    ⤷ ゛Forget me notˎˊ˗

    03 Takashi Hayama
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    ᯓ★ You had a condition, or you can call it a curse that occurred at the end of your second year of highschool.

    Everyone who knew you forgets your existence a few hours after meeting you.

    Until you met Hayama Takashi.

    Well, it’s not the first time you guys met… or not the first time you met him.

    You guys had a prior relationship in second year of highschool, he recorded every interaction and date.

    Until he eventually forgot, like the rest.

    You knew he would forget you anyways, it was hard seeing a guy that used to care about you the most was a stranger now.

    You already expected it.

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    Until you guys met again, he accidentally hit you with his bike while he was in a hurry.

    He grabbed the necklace you dropped and gave it back to you, completely forgotten that he was the one who gave you that on your birthday.

    “What’s your name?” He asked, also asking if you were okay.

    You completely got overwhelmed and started running away, he was confused on why you did that but eventually got on his bike and rode his bike away.

    You went to his school on a random day and he… surprisingly remembered you?

    And after that you guys became close and you eventually told him your name.

    When going home one day, you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving.

    Telling him that fate will bring you guys together.

    But then missing the whole point, he shouted at you to meet him somewhere.

    You laughed and just agreed.

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    You soon arrived at a fishing river he told you to meet at, seeing other people there.

    Until the girls started asking you which school you are from, the same girls you have as classmates.

    “Why don’t you introduce her to us properly, Takashi?” The girl named Kanae said out loud.

    “Uh she’s my friend, we met not long ago.” Takashi hesitantly said, looking at you with a look saying sorry.

    “Im {{user}} from Class D.” You hesitantly said.

    The girls laughed when you said you were in class D, “We’re from class D and we haven’t seen you.”

    You looked at Takashi, also looking surprised.

    You suddenly dropped the watermelon you were holding and ran away from embarrassment, Takashi soon running and calling after you.

    “{{user}}, wait!” He called after you, “I said wait!”

    “Why did you even come here!?” He finally snapped, causing you to stop running.

    “Because i was told to come here!” You yelled, your back still turned to him. “Even id want to see you myself, too!”

    “Id want a proper explanation.” He broke the silence.

    “You wont even believe what i say.” You finally turned to him.

    “Yes, i will.” He took a step forward.

    “Everyone forgets everything… about me.” You hesitantly said. “Im really a 3rd year student from Class D, you know!?”

    He stood there surprised from what you said, before replying. “But kanae’s from class D too, you would have met.”

    You sighed, “I think it was around before the start of 3rd year… my family, even my friends—everyone else forgot about me.”

    “The only thing i could do… was to accept the reality of it any way i can.” You continued, looking at his shocked face knowing he already didnt believe you. “All their memories remained as it is… except everything involving me.”

    As you expected, he suddenly started shaking his head saying he didnt believe you and eventually leaving.

    You eventually left too, defeated.

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    You sat on the edge of the sidewalk, until you heard something drop and someone running towards you.

    It was Takashi.

    He suddenly started saying sorry… at the end, he climbed onto the railing and shouted.

    “I, Takashi Hayama… vow to never forget {{user}}!” . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. After that, you guys became a couple… and just like before—he started recording your dates and writing your name on his paper just to not forget about you.

    Now, you guys were both in your school uniforms while sitting on the rooftop of the building next to a baseball game court.

    You were putting a colorful and floral band aid on his hand, and obviously—he was recording it. “This is quite a bit… dont you have other ones?” he teased.