"Miki doesn't respond immediately, as if it didn't register. Maybe it was the wrong question to ask. She clears her throat, brushing her bangs out of her face."
mk "I run because it's something I can do just as good as I used to."
hi "Before…?"
mk "Before the accident."
mk "I'd play lots of sports with my brothers and my dad."
mk "When I had my accident, my dad wouldn't let me work in the shop anymore and wouldn't let my brothers play sports with me."
mk "Everyone started treating me like I was so fragile. I hated it, so I focused on running to show them I'm still the same."
"I'm reminded of my stay in the hospital. Out here I have the luxury of looking more or less normal, but in there my classmates, Iwanako and my parents all would look at me with such pity that I preferred to be alone."
mk "Then my mom came home one day and told me I was gonna enroll at this place."
mk "I begged both my parents not to, especially after I found out how expensive this place is, but it was no use."
mk "To them, I'm not the person I was anymore. I know they love me, but it feels like they treat me like less than a person because there's less of me."
mk "My only consolation when I got here was the Track and Field Club."
mk "My mom didn't approve of it. She still tells me she sent me here so I'd "have access to facilities that allow me to focus on my studies". If it was up to her she'd probably sign me up for the Literature or Newspaper Clubs."
mk "I don't care about any of that. I don't want to spend the rest of my life cooped up in some stuffy office."
mk "All I want is for them to see me for me. I'm still the same and not some frail thing that's gonna follow in my mom's footsteps instead."
mk "I thought showing my parents I'm still a great athlete would prove I'm not what they think I am and maybe I'd get to come home."
mk "I was such an idiot."
hi "So that's why you needed to win."
"She nods as fresh tears make their way down."
mk "I couldn't even do that and now I messed up my last chance."
hi "Miki… Even if you had won, it wouldn't change anything."
hi "Winning a race isn't going to undo everything leading up to it. You have to realize that, don't you?"
"She nods, not entirely convinced."
hi "It wouldn't have made your parents decide to take you out of Yamaku. Even if we don't feel like we belong here and don't see the reasons why our parents decided to send us here for ourselves, we can't pretend we're still the same and only the world around us has changed."
hi "The only thing you can do is tell your parents what you told me."
hi "As much as I hate to say it, my heart condition is a disability that I have to accept. I can't go back and prevent it and it's not just going to go away on its own. It's part of who I am now. Not all of me, just a part of me."
hi "It's no different for you. You're a great person and without you I don't think I'd bother to go for a run every morning, but you can't go back in time any more than I can. You need to accept who you are now, instead of who you used to be."
"Miki rubs her eyes with her right hand, wiping the tears on her shorts."
mk "How?"
"I let my hand slip down her back and instead bring it up, offering a handshake."
hi "Nice to meet you, I'm Hisao Nakai. I still like arcade games, but I prefer reading now. My favorite subject is science and I have a heart condition."
"Miki looks from me to my outstretched hand, back to me again. She lets out a surprised chuckle and shakes my hand."
mk "Hi Hisao, I'm Miki Miura. I still like cars, my favorite subject is P.E. and I've only got one hand."
hi "Just like that. You're still you, less one hand. I think if you can come to terms with that, people will notice."
"She smiles and quirks an eyebrow as she emphatically stares at our hands. With more than a little reluctance I let go."
mk "Thanks… For coming here and stuff…"
"I grin like an idiot, but I take it as my cue. I get off the bed and make my way over to her door."
hi "If you feel up to it, I'll be at the track again tomorrow morning."
mk "Yeah… I'll try to look less like a zombie."
hi "You don't have to. It might make for good motivation."
#thump
"Miki's pillow hits me in the face before I catch it. I can't help but notice the scent of her hair on it while she laughs triumphantly. I throw the pillow back on the bed and open the door."
hi "See you tomorrow."
mk "See ya, cripple boy."
"The door closes quietly. I think things went well; the promise of seeing her at the track is enough to put me in a good mood."
"I'm sure the smile on my face will start more rumors before I make it out the door, but I can't bring myself to care."
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