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The bell rings, and I get ready to head to lunch. It’ll be nice to just talk with Hisao and Suzu after sitting in class all morning. It seems I’ll have to wait a bit longer, though, as Mutou’s voice follows the bell. “Nakai, Miura, see me for a minute.” I sigh. It’s probably nothing bad, but having ...

>Local Dawn< As I make my way across the school grounds, in amongst the small islands of light created by the pathway lamps, I let my mind wander, in an attempt to ignore my phantom pains. I end up thinking about what Suzu said earlier, about me and Hisao. About how she thought it was ‘obvious’ tha...

Well, then! This chapter only took 349 days , which is, uh... the second-slowest release of this whole story. Except that the slowest release was almost 3 times longer, so this is technically the fewest words per day (13.8) of any chapter in this story. On the plus side, I fleshed out a lot of the p...

Regarding American Spirit : I proofread this, way back when.  Recently went back over it so I could leave my thoughts here, for various reasons. If I didn't know better, I'd say that the opening is far too dreary for what it is.  The entire sequence paints such a quaint picture, and yet it's describ...

"...Give it a few months, and we’ll be at university, and then everything will be different. Hopefully better.” This sentence felt strange coming from Emi. It's definitely not in-character for Emi canonically. I think it works for the version of her being depicted, though: without Hisao, feeli...

“Well look who it is!” Emi rolled her eyes at Miki’s greeting. “Yeah, I showed up to practice, big whoop. I need to talk to you.” Miki smirked. “Oh? And what might you need to talk to little old me about?” “Shut up, let’s start running.” Emi made her way to the track in a huff, and Miki followed, st...

Emi hadn’t done much in the day since Miki had visited. Or at least, she hadn’t physically done much. Her thoughts had been much more animated. Miki had apparently been in contact with this stranger - but who were they? What were they like? Why was Miki so insistent that the two of them meet? Why ha...

Someone Emi couldn’t tell whether she wanted time to pass faster or slower. Lying on her bed, the side of her face pressed into her pillow, she stared at the alarm clock on her nightstand. Every time it ticked up, it was proof that she had spent another minute doing absolutely nothing. If she stare...

The following post was written in response to Stiles Long's writing contest. Each participant was given a list of KS character pairings and a list of locations. One of each was chosen for this fic. There were a limited set of options available to participants in the contest and it may be that this ...

Yields Six Servings Not exactly sanitary, but it's the best I can do. If I had to choose one line to represent the entire story, this would be it. It is cute and slice-of-lifey, for sure.  The continuous messiness and hygeine issues are somewhat unsettling, but understandable, and hey, all the bett...

This story represents the end of what I’m half-jokingly titling the ‘Feels’ trilogy. [...] My thanks as always to those who read and enjoy this story. I hope you can connect with it. I'll admit that, reading that opening, I expected another very sad story.  In my opinion, that wasn't what I got - i...

My word, that was depressing. Really depressing. Like, human condition -level depressing. In my own life, I have experience with significantly altering the brain, but only for the better, and always with my hand on the emergency stop, which has certainly been used before. The thought of it being irr...

H29 - Future It's strange to think that this might be the first of this type of story.  I've read a handful of stories that explore this concept, putting forward different reasons, approaching the same outcome - but this one likely isn't derivative of those. Personally, this isn't how I'd do this c...

Fallen Leaves and Broken Clocks "You've been reading too much poetry," she'd said. A very meta point, given Hisao's monologuing. This was a piece of rather purple prose. Luckily, I have a huge soft spot for this sort of poetic language, so I loved it. It really did fit Hisao's character, ...

As others have said, you really put together quite a good plot, and managed to make the start feel dynamic by only trickling in exposition when needed. Makes for a good read, bolstered by good general writing and no obvious errors. The idea of this story is intriguing, and even though we as readers ...