It was an ordinary day. I went to school early and I sat in a corner where I watched the other students come and go. As I was busy observing the movement of the leaves in front of me, a guy sat beside me and started a conversation with the guy on my other side. I was sandwiched by the two men who was so engaged in their conversation that it made me feel like I’m invisible or something. I was irritated by the guy who started the conversation because he could have chosen to sit somewhere else but he chose the place beside me, and now that he and his friend are making me uncomfortable with the current situation he wouldn’t even give me a slight piece of consideration. I tried to get his attention but I failed, it made me feel like he’s ignoring me on purpose.
I have never felt so helpless in my entire life and I was ready to raise hell if not for the commotion that caught everyone’s attention. A student, I suppose, was armed with a gun and is on a shooting spree. Students in the field ran in all directions to hide. Even though I was aware of what’s happening, I didn’t budge. I was looking for the one who’s responsible for the turmoil when someone shoved me and pinned me to the ground. It was the guy who was sitting beside me, the one who made me feel like a non-existent being, the senseless guy.
The shooting spree is still going on. I tried to look at what’s happening but the guy blocked my view and I realized what he was trying to do. He was covering me with his body from the bullets. I don’t know him and I don’t know his intentions, I was speechless. I tried to look at his face but I couldn’t see it clearly, his face is covered with a shadow. Then a guy collapsed a few meters away from us on my left side. He was shot in the chest and he was holding a gun. He looked at us and pointed his gun at me. I swear at that moment I knew he was going to shoot. The guy who was covering me knew it too and he moved again to block my view. He was serious about keeping me safe from the bullet. But we didn’t hear another gunshot. The guy died before he could pull the trigger one last time.
When we realized that it was finally over, he released me. I was able to breathe for a second or two before he grabbed my hand and ran away from that place. He took me to a school building far away from where the incident happened. Once we entered the building, he let go of my hand and went upstairs. I was alone in that deserted hallway. All the things that just happened right now are still not clear to me. Why did he do all those things for me and then left me without even saying any word?
So I decided to follow him. It didn’t took me long enough to find him, he was inside a classroom with a beautiful girl. They didn’t notice my presence so I decided to do a little eavesdropping. The guy was instructing the girl on how they would make someone get jealous. I assumed it was me, but before I could confirm my idea…I woke up.
High School Memories: Umbrella
I looked up at the sky, it was cloudy. I can almost smell the scent of rain. I hurried packing my stuffs and went out of our room. I made my way out of the campus alone, it was something new to me since I always have a companion whenever I go home. But today was different, everyone have their own things to attend to. I silently walked alone the road of UN Avenue. I was already in front of Emilio Aguinaldo College when the first drop of rain landed on my face. I looked down at my paper bag where my umbrella is placed but I did not bother to get it. I was too lazy to open it. For me, it’s bothersome to open my umbrella and get it wet because of the rain. So I continued walking despite the quite heavy downpour of the rain. I reached a crossroad. I was near my house and I stopped for a moment to let the vehicles pass. At this time, I still get nervous crossing the road on my own so I waited until there were no vehicles on sight. I don’t want to take any chances.
I looked back at the direction where I came from and I saw a familiar figure walking towards my direction. A tall boy with a slender figure. We were in the same class when I was in my 2nd year in High School. I was in my 4th year in High School now and we’re in different class, but we still acknowledge the presence of each other in campus. He was quite popular with the girls too, aside from his good looks, he’s a part of the school’s basketball team. I watched him played once and he was really good. We were really not that close so I don’t know much about him.
I didn’t remove my eyes from him until he reached where I was standing. He stopped in front of me and extended his umbrella until I was under it.
“I’ll help you cross the road.” He said.
“Okay.” was my only response. When we reached the other side of the road, I looked up to him and said, “Thank you.”
“I’ll walk you to your house.” He said looking to my eyes.
I smiled, “Okay.”
Kami-sama no Sonata (Divine Sonata)
Kei and a ghost named Shouko struggled to find meaning in their Violin playing while being bullied at a school for rich kids.
The story was good however, it would’ve been better if it weren’t a one-shot manga. I barely coped up with the emotions of the characters because it seemed to change every time I turn to the next page. There were a few loopholes in delivering the story but as a whole it was great.
Kon no Ki Konoha (Leaves of the Deep Blue Tree)
Akino can only see the man of the deep blue tree when Autumn comes. Over the years, her love for him grew deeply. Ahh, if only he were human…
The story fits to being a one-shot manga. The simplicity of the story is what made it more beautiful. The feeling that you get while reading the story is kinda sad, but the feeling of bliss and happiness is still there.
Good Evening! I’ve been inactive for a long while~~
I had my old phone back! Yey! Time to get in touch with my old friends. :3
Oh, I happen to have read a few good one shot manga’s and I would probably post something about them later. So, hello for now. Let’s talk? I won’t bite. Promise. :’)