> _“I win medals, survive street wars, and carry strangers to hospitals.
But here, in this hallway…
I’m still the girl no one wants to sit beside.”_
— Aki Hoshino
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The bell rang at 8:00 a.m.
Aki entered the classroom like she always did — last. Head down. Steps light. Bag clutched close.
The moment she walked in, she felt the stares.
Not curiosity. Not admiration.
Contempt. Envy. Cruel boredom.
A girl near the window whispered something. A group giggled.
Aki didn’t look up.
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In math class, her desk had been moved again — pushed just slightly away from the others. Not far enough to notice at first glance. Just enough to say: “You don’t belong here.”
She pulled her chair in. Opened her book.
A spitball hit her collar.
She didn’t flinch.
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During lunch, she ate on the rooftop.
Alone.
She unwrapped two rice balls she’d made herself. No flavor. No side dishes.
Just plain food. Quiet sky.
And the same sentence rolling in her head:
> “If I vanished, would anyone here even remember I was in this class?”
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After PE, her gym shoes were missing again.
She found them two floors down, soaking in the janitor’s mop bucket.
Someone had written on them in marker:
“Gold medal freak.”
She didn’t react.
Just rinsed them off in the sink.
Wore them wet.
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Later, as she passed by the third-year hallway, she caught the sound of her name.
“Did you see her face in the paper?”
“Yeah, like winning makes her less pathetic.”
“She’s still a freak. I bet her parents pay judges.”
She kept walking.
Eyes forward.
Heartbeat steady.
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The day ended. Final bell rang. Students filed out laughing, gossiping, planning karaoke and sweets shops.
Aki remained at her desk for a few extra minutes. Let the noise die down.
When she finally stood, she stepped on a gum wrapper someone had left under her seat.
She didn’t react.
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Outside the gate, Rei wasn’t there today.
Just the wind. Just the leaves.
She didn’t text him.
Didn’t want to bother him.
She walked home with heavy feet, the sun dipping behind the power lines.
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That night, she opened her notebook slower than usual.
> Date: November 2, 2007
They didn’t do anything new today.
No punches. No rumors. No cruel inventions.
Just the same old background noise of “you’re not one of us.”
Sometimes I think invisibility would hurt less than being noticed the way they notice me.
Genre: Psychological Drama, Tragedy, School Life, Found Family
> She was perfect. Top grades. National archery champion. A musical prodigy.
To the world, Aki Fujihara was flawless.
But behind the polished smile was a girl quietly drowning. Abused by her father, controlled by her image-obsessed mother, and bullied by classmates—Aki had no one… until she saved a stranger and gained an unexpected family: a violent gang that called her “little sister,” and a group of perfect students with broken hearts just like hers.
As friendships bloomed, love quietly took root, and weekends became the only time she truly lived.
But perfection doesn’t protect you.
And happiness doesn’t last when you're not allowed to choose your own life.
In a world that only valued her image, Aki was just trying to exist. Until the day she didn’t come home.
> A haunting tale of silence, survival, and the weight of being loved too late.
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