Marching training that day was indeed heavier than usual, they kept repeating practicing the same formation until no one made a mistake so they could get a break. Red-cross, scout and marching troop is always held on Saturday. While Debbie's training schedule at the choir is on Wednesday. In a week she follows two extracurricular activities at once after school hours are over. Perhaps for that reason Debbie now feels her body is not able to accept the pressure of dense activity. In the middle of the training, Debbie lost consciousness then collapsed due to fatigue. She was immediately taken to the healthy unit again, this was the second time since administration day. When she wakes up Debbie finds herself already there with Ivy who came to check on her condition. The first thing she said when woke up was, “how long have I been here?” “About 10 minutes more. How are you feeling now? Are you okay?" Ivy is still worried about her friend's condition. “I–Hungry..." Debbie's honest spee
During this two-month period of intensive training, Debbie became more sensitive to reading at the slightest treatment of Harry against her. All because of Ivy's words that have poisoned Debbie's head. Something she felt began to change. Now if she is going to attend extracurricular activities, she is more excited and can't wait for it. There was a sense of enthusiasm even though Debbie could not interpret it as a feeling of what, because it felt foreign to her. She stared at Harry more often unconsciously, listening to his conversation while with friends even if by eavesdropping. His smile that she was initially uncomfortable to see now seemed to give a bright atmosphere to her lonely daily life. And all the changes were strange, new, absurd for Debbie herself. “It's just a side effect, it's just a moment. It's all over and everything will be back to normal!" Debbie is sure of it. Her heart has not decided anything, nothing has happened yet. As long as Debbie can get through this
Someone Harry likes is his own old friend, none other than Grace. There is no such thing as friendship between a man and a woman. If there is a bond that was established during this time because Harry relented, reconciled to his little heart to further uphold the relationship between friends. Or fear that the existing bond could be broken if his declaration of love gets a rejection from Grace. Harry, deep inside, has a complex side of cowardice. The day he confesses to Grace is the day the girl officially has a relationship with someone else. “Why did you decide to end your one-sided feeling and confess to me?" Grace looked closely at her best friend's face. “Because today I finally believe I will get a rejection.” Harry's voice trembled, muffling the various feelings in his chest. He couldn't look at Grace's face. “You know I like you for a long time, but you keep quiet." “That because–” “I know, I understand…” Said Harry still in a weak tone of voice. “I also know what it means
The new season-by: Debbie Accepting someone's presence in your life the same means to accept the past and all what happened in that person's life. And I'm still not ready for it, choose to escape It's the best way to comfort yourself. The time we live in is now coming to an end, And the new season will come without waiting we have prepared ourselves to welcome or not yet. Everything in the blink of an eye changed. I decided to just look ahead without looking into the past... Writing prose is just one of Debbie's fad in pouring her thoughts and ideas. when she is struggling with complicated thoughts and makes her day gloomy. Then she put it on a pen stroke to bring out everything that dwells in the heart. The habit was probably formed from the outpouring of heart she wrote in diary. Then who would have thought that what Debbie wrote would be selected and posted on the bulletin board. There are no special requirements for students to include a work or writing to be posted
Their one-round trip has come to an end, now Debbie and Harry have returned to their original spot. Harry had been neglecting his duties for almost an hour taking the time to be with her, Debbie was aware of that. But then again she shouldn't be big-headed, it's just a form of Harry's caring as a friend. “Are you not going to get in trouble? They're not looking for you? You left out of duty to accompany me.” Debbie asked, not yet answering Harry's request to be friends. Still disturbed by the label of the committee in Harry's clothes. “Never mind. I've been keeping track of everything safely.” Although Debbie doubted Harry's reasoning, there was nothing she could do to prove it was true. If it becomes a problem, Harry will take the risk―that's what he meant by the word ‘don't mind’ just now. “So well, you can continue the task. thank you for spending the time with me." Debbie is leaving. Harry couldn't just let her go, “So what will you do now?” “I thought it was time to go hom
Debbie can't forbid Harry from joining girl talk time. What's more after Ivy invited and welcomed him with such warmth and enthusiasm. Yes, Debbie can endure for the sake of showing politeness and maintaining an attitude in the presence of her friends. But the further they went―no, more precisely, the conversation between Ivy and Harry made her feel uncomfortable to the point that she could no longer restrain herself. Talks about the behind-the-scenes story of Harry's one-sided feelings for his own best friend and ends in complete rejection. Watching Harry closely while he was by her side, Debbie's heart softened. Hearing every word he said that still cared for Grace above the wounds of his broken heart and pretending that everything was still fine, made her pay more attention to him. About a feeling that he has had for a long time but can't express. Until finally the girl was with someone else under the pretext that he did not want to spoil the existing bond. Or about the fact that
Women's hearts are weak, especially Debbie's. Simple kindness has made her heart flutter. Perhaps it is because that simplicity comes sincerely from the heart that has made her perhaps also fall in love? Debbie always pours out her restless heart on whom again if not Ivy. Together with Harry and the feelings she now feels for him, Debbie tells Ivy all of it. Maybe it's just a momentary feeling but it's been taking a toll on her lately. “Didn't you decide to be friends?" Ivy asked, confused. Debbie reluctantly concedes. "Yeah, I'm going to make friends, but―” “Don't tell me you really have a special feeling?” Ivy's conclusion is that Debbie's behavior is suspicious. “What a feeling! Don't cut me, listen until I finish.” Ivy refrained from being rash in drawing conclusions this time. “Okay-okay... What were you trying to say?” Debbie hesitated to speak. “You think I'm weird? Or is it overreacting?” Ivy's eyebrows furrowed in remembrance. “You mean? Which one is weird like what?”
Even at the weekend class meeting, when other children like fun free to play. After the end of school exams, students who participate in extracurricular activities remain busy with increasingly tight training schedules. Until the school holidays, they also still have a final training schedule and rehearsal. Performing in front of new students is no joke. It's just as important as showing up for the race. For several months they train the ability to line-up and memorize team formation movements repeatedly in the same way every day. In the midst of hot weather or cloudy days inviting drizzle, marching members can always be found in the middle of the school yard. At least they're training for 5 hours a day. In addition to marching and formation. The special forces team also practiced hard to perfection. Harry, Eddy and Grace are very serious about training as the front line of the team. “The three of them are all from my class, but why am I the only one who doesn't choosed?” wailed Alf