Bitterness of Youth: Part 8
Previous TOC Next The wind whirled around Akira's ears with a sharp whoosh. Goosebumps suddenly rose on the back of his neck, and he hunched over, staring at the ground. November had arrived, and just wearing a shirt over a t-shirt wasn’t enough to keep the cold at bay, making him shiver. He knew it would be cold before he went out, but he didn’t have a jacket. Over the past year, he’d grown a lot taller, and last year’s jacket no longer fit, so he’d given it to a middle school student. To save up for his study abroad expenses, Akira had been delivering newspapers on weekdays since the end of summer, and on weekends, he’d started working a part-time job organizing stock at a supermarket. Today, his shift at the supermarket ended earlier than usual, so the scenery on the way home was a little brighter than normal. The cold pushed him to walk faster. As he passed through a nearby park, he noticed an unusual level of noise and stopped. His eyes caught sight of a handwritten s...