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I thought I would get a Checkpoint .5 in as well tonight, but let's treat it as something for tonight in a different time zone then. This Checkpoint is more dialogue than I expected, but I hope you enjoy.

@Minami-chan: Thanks for reading as always! Before the butler cafe really comes into play, Yuichanzu will be dealing with their plans for the talent show event.

Checkpoint 42

After school, their time together finally arrived. The moments between had dissipated into a distant memory.

Fingers on the strings of the guitar, Kobayashi Yui absentmindedly watched her partner Imaizumi Yui narrate how the first day of preparations for the food committee part of the class had gone. They were alone in an unused music room to practice for the cultural festival.

With the afternoon sun filtering in through the drawn curtains, Zuumin’s smile seemed dazzling to the eyes. Lyrics fluttered through Yuipon’s head. The windows felt like they had opened, curtains blowing with the wind, sheets of music blowing away, and then it cut off.

Zuumin’s face was right in front of Yuipon’s. The shorter Yui asked, curiously, noticing that Yuipon’s hand on the guitar had fallen to side and that Yuipon was gazing off somewhere else. “Yuipon, are you listening?”

“Ah, sorry. I zoned out.” Yuipon sheepishly replied.

“That’s unexpected.” Zuumin giggled. “Should we move onto writing our song then?”

“That sounds good. Do you have a genre in mind?”

“I don’t know, but I like the song you were just playing on your guitar.”

The taller Yui paused in surprise. She murmured questioningly to herself, “I was playing something…?”


Yuipon’s fingers settled firmly on the guitar and began to play the song that she had not been aware she had been playing before. The notes, she had imagined them in a moment of boredom while waiting for something fun to come. “Do you mean this?”

“That’s right.” Zuumin nodded.

“I think it’s not quite right though.”

“If you change the chord during that second part, then maybe-”

“Because it’s supposed to be a duet. It’s missing the other part still.” Yuipon blurted out, interrupting Zuumin. “Let’s write the other part now.”

A little surprised at first, the shorter girl clapped her hands together with a big grin and cheered, “Let’s do it!”

The two of them, sitting cross legged on the ground, a little haphazardly, made their song together. This chord, that note, this melody that would match, the essence that was Yuichanz melded together before they realized.

“Should I write it down?” Yuipon wondered aloud.

Zuumin responded, “Eh, Yuipon, you know I’m terrible at reading sheet music.”

“Just the chords. Just the chords then.” The taller Yui said as she searched for a pen and paper to write. Shaking the pen before starting, she jotted down what they had created so far.

Zuumin who had been watching then suggested, “Maybe also the sheet music.”


“I like Yuipon’s handwriting.”

Yuipon lightly retorted, “Music notes are just music notes.” She didn’t see how a line and a circle and maybe a bar would be pretty enough to be liked. Yet she still dug out a sheet and began to outline the notes, digging into her brain to remember what they had been playing.

Zuumin pointed to the a place on the paper, knowing that Yuipon was writing despite her remark, “We can write the lyrics here.”

Yuipon hummed, “We need to write the lyrics first then.”

"Yuipon’s killing dreams here.”

“We’re not done with writing the song either though.”

“It’s okay.” The short girl stated with an odd confidence and sang a quick line, “For example, doesn’t ‘The stars in the sky are beautiful because we can’t ever reach them’ sound good with here?”

“Isn’t that sad?”

“Just a little.”

“It’s like a love that won’t come true.”

“The tune is already melancholic.” Zuumin said. “But, wouldn’t it be nice to write a love song?”

“Love, huh? Have you ever fallen in love before, Zuumin?”

“Not really. Maybe there was that boy back in elementary school, but…” Zuumin trailed off, furrowing her brows, glancing at Yuipon’s eyes almost sparkling. “What about Yuipon?”

“N-” Yuipon wanted to answer, but she couldn’t. Instead she looked away and said, “Probably not anything that can become love.”

“I’ll cheer you on.”

“How about marriage? Do you want to get married one day?” Yuipon gulped, feeling sweaty palms, as she added on abruptly.

Zuumin didn’t notice Yuipon’s near stutter at the beginning of her sentence, instead saying, “It would be nice to. If I got married, I would want to get married to someone who can deal with my occasional unreasonable requests. If there’s marriage, I guess there’s kids? I think having two kids would be good since having an odd number would be lonely.”

“You’ve really thought far ahead.”

“What about Yuipon?”

Yuipon paused, her mouth feeling oddly dry, “I don’t know. I guess, maybe something like I’d want to keep my own family name for convenience?” She didn’t know what words were coming out

“I’m the opposite. Rather than Zuumin or Imaizumi,” Zuumin shook her head. “I want to be called Yui by the person I marry.”

“What a lucky person.” Yuipon said. Tapping the pen in her hand to the rhythm of their song, she pondered upon a sudden idea, “How about ‘Please marry me’ for a line? No, it doesn’t really fit.”

‘Please marry someone better than me’ maybe.”

“And ‘please forget about our good memories.’”

“This is too heartrending!”

“Isn’t it?”

“Let’s get back to writing the song. And make it a happier one!”

“Love isn’t all bitter or sweet. It’s bittersweet, right?”

“A sweet song would be nice though. I want to sing a happy song.”

Yuipon’s heart stung. “Yea, you really fit smiling.”

Zuumin replied, “That’s my line, Yuipon. I like Yuipon’s smile.”

“By the way, we’re performing this for the cultural festival, right?”


“This is really heartrending.”

“Like I said!”

“But it seems like a good song.”

“True. It really is.”

“It’s a little embarrassing to say this about something we wrote ourselves.” Yuipon noted after both of them had said their self-praises.

Zuumin laughed. Pumping her fists into the air, the short girl proclaimed, “Well, let’s make it an even better song then!”

Agreeing, the two of them returned to working on their song. Singing, playing the guitar, writing down notes, almost mixing up the papers, time passed. The afternoon sun began to redden outside the window, and before they knew it, the day had begun to end.

While Zuumin sang a section that they had decided to have the shorter Yui sing solo, Yuipon’s hands on the guitar that were playing a still barebones accompaniment unintentionally stopped. Zuumin’s acapella captured her ears.

The short girl finished her singing. She had noticed Yuipon’s hands stop. Looking toward the window, she said, “It’s already this late? Maybe we should stop for today.”

“Yui-chan.” Yuipon said in the start of an answer, words slipping off her tongue distractedly before her eyes widened with alarm that she had called Zuumin Yui aloud. “Sorry, Zuumin. I-”

Zuumin placed a finger on Yuipon’s lips. “Yuipon, keep calling me that?” Her mouth curved upward only slightly. “Just for now.”

“Sure.” Yuipon couldn’t say anything else to the heartbeats ringing in her ears.

She didn’t know why she heard the song they had just been playing in that smile when neither’s hand was on the strings of their guitars. Perhaps it was the sound of her own pulse. Nonetheless, their practice stopped for the day.

AKB48 Fanfics / Re: ALL OF ME [WMATSUI] CHAPTER 2/25
« Last post by firebird123 on Today at 03:14:03 AM »

"A kid could’ve done better than you today, Jurina" Sae complained, recriminating her and reminding her her bad performance at today’s practice.

Jurina's mind was in the clouds, and every time it returned to earth, the ball was already in front of her face. Everyone who was in the place, whether it's practicing or just watching, couldn’t believe Jurina’s lack of concentration, who at the end managed to excuse herself by saying she didn’t felt well, but the true problem was in the art club.

When she finally could escape from the lecture that her coach and friend were giving to her, about how important it was to take care of her health, and the rest of things she already had memorized, Jurina headed her steps to the art club’s room, which by the way were oddly faster, and it’s just that the only thing that was going through her mind was Rena being alone with Airi in that room.   

Her steps stopped abruptly when what her imagination pictured was happening in front of her eyes, looking like a scene coming out from manga, apart from her friend and the pride of the arts club there was no one else in the room that was illuminated by the light of the evening, in the air was present the youth and romance feeling that revolted her stomach. Jurina couldn’t quite understand why she was hiding, looking from afar like some kind of creep when all she wanted was to cut with the strange scene.

Rena couldn’t seem any more nervous, she kept playing with her fingers and looking anywhere but at who she was facing. On the other side Jurina could only see the back of Rena's companion, who was apparently drawing something, or rather someone. Forcing her eyes a little Jurina realized that Airi was portraying Rena, which explains the awkward silence between them and the anxiety of her best friend, as Airi's gaze scanned every corner of Rena’s face, scanning each faction without missing a single detail.

Furukawa didn’t take more than a minute to finish with the portrait, Jurina could only watch from afar as Airi revealed the final work to her model, to who her eyes lit and smiled beautifully, making Jurina have a strange feeling seeing how that smile wasn’t directed towards her, and when Airi reached out to put behind Rena's ear a few locks of hair that escaped, Jurina didn’t hesitate any longer to make her appearance before Airi could touch her friend's skin.

"Rena is time to leave" Jurina entered without caring to have interrupted the ridiculous scene, ignoring Airi’s altogether, who stopped her hand abruptly halfway once heard the imposing voice of Jurina.

Jurina’s gaze was penetrating and fierce towards the artist, which made the latter feel threatened, as if she were facing a lion defending its territory. Airi took a couple of steps to the side away from Rena, no words were needed to quickly understand the message that the ruthless look of Jurina was giving her.

"Jurina" Rena quickly stood from her seat, her cheeks were a little bit flushed and she had trouble speaking without her voice trembling. She was grateful that Jurina had arrived, since she was starting to feel that she couldn’t stand the nerves of being alone with Airi in that situation, and it was a good time to introduce her friend to the person she told her about "She’s Furukawa Airi," she finally said.

"Matsui Jurina" She extended her arm to shake hands with Airi while looking at her from head to toe, the artist although somewhat hesitantly accepted the gesture.

"Nice to meet you" Jurina's grip was clearly stronger than necessary, she didn’t hesitate to use the strength she had gained from the years she’ve been doing tennis; she had to make it clear to Airi that Rena has someone to take care of her.

The atmosphere between them couldn’t be more tense. To be honest Jurina didn’t know what was happening to her, never before in her life had she acted in this way in front of someone she had just met; usually she was always friendly, the opposite of the hostility she was emitting, but she just couldn’t help it, as if it were an instinct Jurina wanted to get Airi away from Rena if she felt the artist could hurt her.

Rena was in the middle of what seem like a battle of gazes. Rena was expecting Jurina would say something, she’s used to the other Matsui helping her to establish a conversation with strangers, Rena always feels safe when she is with Jurina, but her friend was now unrecognizable, Rena had never seen that kind of gaze in Jurina’s eyes before, reason why she decided to intervene.

"See you later, Furukawa-san, thank you for the drawing" She said taking her bag along with Jurina's arm to drag her out of the room, her friend had been acting very strange since morning "What was that?" She asked once they were far away from Airi's ears.

"What are you talking about?" Jurina decided to ignore what happened shamelessly, but it’s just that even she didn’t have an answer for what had just happened, and she was frustrated with herself for that fact. Jurina couldn’t recognize herself for how she acted a few minutes ago, and although she was used to pretend to like someone, it was impossible for her to do so with Airi.

Rena sighed as let the issue pass, she knew it was useless to try to argue with Jurina as she is the stubborn person she’ve been knowing for years, instead, Rena simply decided to focus on the drawing she had in her hands. Rena couldn’t believe her ears when Furukawa really Airi had asked her the favor to pose for a portrait, and although it had been little and about irrelevant subjects, Rena managed to speak for a few minutes with her, and that fact made her feel kind of proud of herself.

"Let me see that," Jurina told her, tired that Rena was paying more attention to a piece of paper than her.

As she took the paper between her hands her blood began to boil; the drawing was perfect, it highlighted the delicate features of Rena's face, giving her that sophisticated and elegant touch that she has, capturing all the splendor and purity in her eyes, there were no doubts that Airi was an incredible artist, but there was no way for Jurina to accept it, at least not out loud.

"I've seen better." When she gets home, Jurina would have to take a bath with cold water, her mind wasn’t working well as it seems it had disconnected from her tongue.

"Of course not," Rena contradicted her immediately.

Jurina did nothing but clicked her tongue, she knew she had no chance of winning that absurd argument that she herself sought, even knowing from the start that her defeat was imminent.

"Could you please already tell me what I'm supposed to help you with?" She changed the subject quickly to the one she had been avoiding it all day, but Jurina thought it would be best to end this once and for all.

Immediately Rena turned her gaze away, it was still embarrassing to talk about it with her friend "You know ... what I should do"

"What do you mean with what should you do?" Jurina calmed her tone and her thoughts as she saw Rena's restless face, apparently she was really having a bad time with her thoughts.

"I want to get closer to Furukawa-san, and you know start to like to her" Rena lowered her voice more and more and began to play with her fingers, she was more than nervous but at the same time determined, and Jurina was soon aware of this.

The slightly taller one remained silent for a moment, trying to find an adequate response, but she had been through what Rena is going through, she had never been the one who was on that side, in which she sought to attract the attention of someone she likes since all the relationships she has been began because the other person is the one who declared, and she, although in reality she didn’t feel more attraction beyond the physical, ended up accepting, but something like that is impossible in the case of Rena, she couldn’t imagine her best friend declaring herself, with her everything has to be with patience.

"Since you talked to her for the first time" Jurina started saying "I guess the next thing is ... to ask for a date" Jurina felt the last words burning her tongue as if they were poison, and in her mind began to roll scenarios that triggered her anger again.

"H-how am I supposed to do that!" Rena's eyes widened, she had barely managed to talk about a couple of things with Furukawa-san today, think about asking her for a date was still very far from her possibilities.

"Just tell her casually to go to the movies NO! a park sounds better" Jurina quickly retracted her first suggestion, a cinema is very dark place and can be given to the artist the thought of try to overstep the mark, the best would be a place with enough people around (and that secretly can keep an eye on them).

"You make it sound as if it was piece of cake" Rena complained, she still didn’t feel confident enough to do that kind of thing, after all they barely met each other this afternoon, surely if Rena was someone like Jurina there would be no problem, since her friend is very self-confident, the opposite of how insecure she is.

Jurina glanced at Rena and could easily deduce that she was having an internal battle with herself just by looking at her face. Although for other people Rena always had a serious and empty expression, Jurina noticed every change or alteration her friend goes through since she has been watching her closely for more than 8 years, memorizing each corner of her face as if it were the palm of her hand, admiring day after day the brightness that appears in her eyes every time she is moved by little things, Jurina could assure without fear of being wrong, that there is no other person who knows Rena as much as she does.

"You don’t have to do it yet, you can wait till you feel confident enough, meanwhile keeptalking to her, and get to know each other better" Jurina said, fully understanding the problem, she should remember that Rena is a special case in terms of social relations.

"Yes, that'll do" Rena smiled at her, now more satisfied with the plan.

"Go to your own peace okay” Jurina tenderly caressed Rena’s head, causing the latter to feel warmer in the cold afternoon and to her heart to calm down.

"By the way, my mom asks if you want to come home on Sunday," Rena commented, her mother had reminded her more times than she could count that morning to not forget to ask Jurina, she had even sent her an e-mail in the middle of a class.

"Of course, it’s been a while since I saw Kyouko-san"

"Believe me I know that, you won’t believe how long she has been asking me to invite you, sometimes I think she loves you more than me" Rena said jokingly, but at the same time with a hint of reality.

"What can I do, I’m irresistible you know" Jurina replied with a flirtatious wink.

"Of course you are Jurina-sama" Rena's tone couldn’t be more sarcastic, trying to imitate the shrill voices of her friend's fans. There was no chance that Jurina lost to flatter herself, although Rena had to accept that her reasons she had.

Jurina did nothing but smile, none of her tricks worked with Rena, she has never managed to make her friend feel intimidated or even flinch when, even if it was playing, she tried to seduce her. Rena just seemed immune to all kinds of the effect that Jurina produced on other people.

"I see you then on Sunday" Jurina said goodbye when their paths separated.

"Sure." Rena continued on her way, still Jurina stared at her figure, watching it slowly move away until it disappeared from her sight in the distance.

Jurina ran from one side of the court to the other under the scorching sun. Jurina felt her legs melting more and more with every step she took, but her conviction was stronger than the fatigue that had accumulated with the passing of the minutes, she could already feel like the grip on her racket became weaker and weaker, as well as the blows to the small ball thrown at her by the machine, although for the others it was a simple training, in Jurina's mind it was the final of the junior youth tournament that she would be playing in a week.

"Enough" The strong voice of the trainer made her finally give the deserved rest to her limbs.

The drops of sweat made their torturous path from her forehead and contoured her fine features until they reached her jaw, where they fell one after another to the hot ground, her chest rose frantically from lack of oxygen, her fatigue was so much that it reached the point where her vision was clouded, but despite of what her body was screaming at her, it seemed not to reach Jurina’s stubborn conscience.

"I can still go" Jurina assured. The trainer walked towards her without even blinking, her gaze didn’t say anything to Jurina, but the words were not necessary when, in front of her, the woman with a slight touch on her knees with a racket, made Jurina’s knees fell to the ground.

"That's not what your body says, I could see your knees trembling" Said the trainer as she helped Jurina to stand up, after that there was no way Jurina would keep insisting. Her coach helped her walk to the bench, where she brought her a bottle of water "You’re overworking your body a lot"

"I'm fine, really," Jurina said with the smile that never left her lips.

"You even have your exams next week too, are you sure you don’t want to take a day off?" The trainer was more than surprised by the 14-year-old. Jurina had the best grades in her class, she was impeccable in every tennis match she had, making it to the final of one of the most important junior tournaments in Nagoya.

"Yes, please don’t worry about me" Jurina said before taking her things and leave the field "Thank you very much for today" She lean forward her body in a small bow to finally leave the place.

Jurina walked to the lockers room as quickly as her exhausted body allowed her, she could not let anyone see her in such a state, what she didn’t know was that, from the window of the second floor, the quietest girl in the school was observing every step she took.

She quickly changed her sports clothes for the school uniform once she took a shower, in which she could realize in the silence how much she was making her body suffer, but what else could she do, the whole school had her hopes in her, the illusion of having the prefecture champion had never happened, and there wasn’t a day in which her teammates didn’t cheer her up and assure her that she would be the champion, she had to meet everyone's expectations no matter what.

Jurina directed her steps to her classroom because she still had to study the last subject of the chemistry class, she has always preferred to study at school than at home, since she always ends up worrying her parents, but in the same way that with her classmates, Jurina had to face and meet the expectations of these but in the studies, they always strive to give her the best education, and Jurina couldn’t ignore that fact, so she always seeks to reward them with the best grades.

When Jurina entered the room she realized there was still someone else staying until late at school, she wasn’t surprised to see that Matsui Rena was the person sitting at the last desk in the room, her best friend could be very stubborn, even if she had already told her that she didn’t have to wait for her, she kept on doing it every day without fail.

"Rena, it's too late, you should go home" Jurina tried to convince her, but the serious expression of the other Matsui made it clear without the need for words that she was going to wait for her.

"You should go home too, Jurina." Rena's soft, delicate voice reminded her, almost as if she was scolding her, but of all people, Rena was the one who least Jurina wanted to disappoint, so by gathering all the strength she had, Jurina forced one of her best smiles towards the long-haired girl.

"Please don’t worry, there’s just one week left" She didn’t have time to see what kind of expression was showed in Rena's features, because no matter how hard she tried, Jurina could never fool her with her false smiles.


There was only one day left for the big event that would even be broadcast on television, and the school was turned into a chaos. Journalist from all over the city came asking about the promise of tennis, who with just a couple of hours left them fascinated with her charming personality, a girl with only 14 years’ old that could even capture the attention of those who were used to see the most beautiful celebrities.

But it is a pity that the cameras couldn’t go beyond appearances, being unable to capture the real thoughts of Matsui Jurina. In her mind everything was blurred and she felt as if her head was about to explode; Jurina had been feeling the same way for a couple of days already. Jurina attribute her condition to the fact that she hadn’t been sleeping practically anything, so she thought that the pain on her temples would go away after ignoring it for a couple of hours, but what happened was the opposite, and now the flash of the cameras only help the pain intensify.

"Jurina, the exams are about to begin" She heard the voice of her classmate calling her, she had been with the journalists all morning, and had forgotten for a moment that the exams were that day.

Jurina was grateful that she would no longer have to simulate her smiles when she left the room where they were interviewing her. But she didn’t understand why the corridors seemed to twirl, Jurina had to rub her eyes a couple of times because her vision was way too clouded.

Once she entered the classroom she felt a penetrating gaze following each one of her steps, it was not until she reached her seat that she knew that that gaze belonged to the other Matsui, who was looking at her with her eyes half closed, as if she were watching beyond what the senses can reach.

"Are you okay?"

"Sure, I'm better than ever" Jurina lied, not wanting to worry her best friend.

Jurina didn’t wait to get another response from Rena, because the reality was that the letters on the sheet of the exam seemed to mix, more than once she had to take a deep breath to calm the pain on her temples that didn’t allow her to think clearly about the answers, her hands trembled and drops of cold sweat outlined her features.

Jurina began to feel nervous, she was running out of time and she didn’t feel confident enough with her answers, as if her mind blocked everything she had been studying and decided to focus on the pain that was hammering. The clock marked the moment in which they had to handed the exam sheet to the teacher and Jurina had to answer randomly the last 3 questions. The anxiety began to take control of her body, so without giving opportunity for anyone to see her in such a state, Jurina took her bagpack and walked quickly to the exit of the school, she was grateful that during exams days they can leave earlier.

"Jurina, wait for me." She had to stop her steps when she heard Rena running after her, why out of all people it had to be Rena.

"I have to get home quickly" Jurina try to run away knowing that Rena hates quick walks, and much more when Jurina intended to run with everything she had left once she was out of Rena’s vision.

"I'll walk fast, let me go with you." Unfortunately for her, Jurina underestimate Rena, who seemed more than determined to go with her.

No having any further excuses Jurina had to agree. They didn’t talk much during the whole trip, Jurina preferred to concentrate her attention on her steps, because each time she took a step she felt as if she were falling into the void. Once in front of her house Jurina had to grab to the fence to keep her balance, just one more minute in which she would have to pretend that everything was fine, please hold on a bit more, she repeated to herself over and over again.

"See you tomorrow" Jurina said goodbye.

"Please take care of yourself," Rena said looking at her with eyes fill with concern, the same that Jurina’s been avoiding to confront, because it was at that moment that she realized she couldn’t fool Rena, she had seen completely through her facade.

Jurina didn’t say anything else and headed her steps to the entrance, throwing everything she had on her hands on the entrance, walking with the last drops of energy she had and allowed her body to fall on the soft mattress of her room, and in less than she could imagine, Jurina fell into a deep sleep.

When the sun came out the other morning the situation didn’t seem to improve, it even got worse since Jurina couldn’t wake up in time and had to leave home in a hurry without eating any proper meal to give her energy.

Jurina heard a ton of voices as if they were screaming right into her ears like an incisive and intense sound. The court was completely surrounded by spectators, her coach was telling her something but Jurina listened her words far away, as if she were at the bottom of the sea. Despite of the burning sun over their heads, Jurinas’s body kept on trembling even if she did everything possible to control it, her skin was pale, and the sun penetrated her eyes like knives, something clearly was not right, but she would have time to complain once she had the trophy between her hands.

Everything happened very fast, the first serve was given, Jurina hardly managed to return the ball which speed seemed faster than what she’s used to, but once she gave the order to her legs to run to the other side of the court to counteract her opponent’s first attack, her muscles didn’t respond correctly. At another time it would have been easy for her to reach the ball, but her body reached its limits first, and when she tried to run to the other side of the court to reach the attack of the opponent, her legs gave up and everything went black after she collapsed.

The game ended when it hadn’t even started, Jurina lost by default by not being able to continue the game.


"It seems she didn’t come today either," someone mumbled when they saw one of the empty desks.

"She may still not recover"

"Poor Jurina-san, I hope she comes back soon"

Rena listened to the conversation from her seat. Jurina hadn’t returned to school after the game, the only thing the teacher told them when they asked about her, was that she had overworked her body to the limit, and that she would need some days to recover her strength. On several occasions Rena had tried to visit her, but Jurina’s mother always told her that she was sleeping, which clearly was a lie. Rena would try again that afternoon, and this time she won’t leave until she talks with Jurina.

"Jurina, Rena came to see you" Her mother told her from behind the door, but all she wanted was to stay hidden under her blankets. Jurina didn’t dare to face her best friend after the shameful way in which she threw overboard everyone's hopes. Even if from couple of days ago she had already recover, Jurina still didn’t feel have enough courage to go back to school.

"Tell her I'm asleep" Was her clear answer, but yet Jurina hear the door opening followed by an extra weight on the edge of her bed, maybe her mother wanted to convince again to talk to Rena "Mom I told you that- " The surprise made her words get stuck in her throat, because Rena was the one who was sitting next to her, and from the doorway her mother smiled at her warmly to then walked away “What are you doing here?"

"Good thing it seems you're feeling better" Rena ignored the irritated tone of the other Matsui, since from the beginning she knew what she would find "Everyone is waiting for you to come back"

"I see no reason, I lost the final in a humiliating way" Jurina wasn’t able to look Rena in the eye.

"I think that's the least important"

Maybe it was the anger with herself and the frustration with which she had been carrying all these days, because not only was the tennis final, her grades had also fallen. Jurina had already reached her peak, and unintentionally the tone of her voice came out louder than she intended to

"Of course it matters, I made a fool of myself. Don’t you see I disappointed everyone in the most shameful way” 

Before she realized it, thin arms surrounded her, a sweet essence flooded her senses, her heart that was beating painfully in her chest found the warm she was longing, finally feeling at ease in the comforting embrace, leaving her mind blank and appeasing the storm of guilty feelings that were eating her away.

"I know how hard you’ve been pushing yourself, you don’t need to pretend with me Jurina, I know you gave it all, you’ve done more enough, now don’t continue carrying everything alone"

Rena's words seemed to be the only thing that she needed, all the frustration disappeared and without being able to avoid it, her face filled with tears. Jurina finally let out everything that was tormenting her, at the end all she wanted was someone to see her for what she is, just a 14 years old girl who wasn’t able to continue carrying so much pressure.

Jurina could finally cry as hard as she had wanted to do for a long time, confirming once again that only in front of Rena she can be her weak self freely. Since that day Jurina swore to herself, that from now on the only thing for which she will strive is to fulfill all of Rena's wishes and expectations, Jurina understood that the only thing that matters was making Rena happy and no one else.

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The AKBar48 / Re: The AKBar48 Postwhoring Thread
« Last post by muppet on Today at 12:40:28 AM »
Congratulations to Team 8 members, past and present, for a great song,
and great memories past and future

AKB48 Team8 47の素敵な街へ
Japanese / Re: Mio Kudo 工藤美桜
« Last post by vlinorman on January 20, 2019, 08:43:33 PM »

Mio chan with Sasaki Mirei from hiragana Keyakizaka.
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