A few days have passed since the ball game. I’m glad that I don’t have to go to war to get bread.
As I walked along, thinking that I was afraid of what would happen after the coupons were gone, I saw some people looking at me and whispering something.
“Look, that guy…”
” He molested…”
The day after the ball game, the number of people gossiping about me increased. It seems that something from the past is spreading.
(Classmates or guys from the opposing team?)
It was a big news story at that time, so people must have known about it. The news didn’t mention my real name, but there are probably a lot of people around here who know who it was.
(I guess it doesn’t really matter as long as they don’t harm me…)
If they don’t hurt me directly, they can talk behind my back all they want. I don’t care as long as there is no real harm done. There’s been a lot of people talking to me aggressively lately. Will there be fewer now?
I don’t hold a grudge if people suddenly start to distance themselves from me. I know now that people who are friendly to me will flip out over one thing.
I’ve often heard it said that yesterday’s enemies are today’s friends, but the reverse is also true. Yesterday’s friend can become today’s enemy.
I went to the roof somehow, and while eating bread and looking up at the sky, I thought about the past. When I was a child, every day was fun. My family was there, my childhood friends were there, and my friends were there. As a first year high school student, it would be a bad thing to say that the past was wonderful. But in fact, I think the old days were better.
Those days when we didn’t know anything and every day was full of hope and shine. But those days don’t last forever. I found out about it in the second year of junior high school, but there are probably others in the world who find out sooner or later.
The world doesn’t work the way you want it to. Somewhere along the way, children learn that, and most of them give up, compromise, and eventually grow up. There are only a handful of people who can live their lives the way they want. I wasn’t one of them.
That’s all there is to it.