Toshi Yamamoto's Story

"Arisu, today I met a girl who lives in this area, a student. I don't remember seeing her before, which is strange because she's my age, and she's pretty too. She's got very long straight hair, with two small braids, but most of it hanging free. Brown. Her name is Minami, and she looks at her cell phone frequently. I doubt she's a Holder too, but she could be, I guess. There was also a guy with her, a transfer student from England, a different part from where I was. She didn't pay him much regard. No comment on what their relationship might be. I doubt they're dating."

Toshi played the audio again. He didn't know how it could have sounded so exact. He figured nobody could have sounded exactly like him, and yet here it was. He shook his head and quickly put the music back on, before he lost focus. He would have to be on the lookout for this person, as he could notice her any moment. But that aside, he had more important things. Like food. He was almost out of rice, and would have to drop by the store to get some.

Toshi popped out of his flat, checked both ways for anyone who might fit the description his Diary gave, saw nobody. He sighed, realizing how tense he was getting, then travelled down the hallway to the lift and took it to the bottom floor. He glanced around again as he left the building, wary of anyone who might have it out for him. He had his wakizashi, but it was pointless if someone managed to get him before he could react. He turned the music down the lowest it could be while still providing its focussing point, and continued his walk to the store.

At an intersection, he saw two people. One of them had short light brown hair, and seemed dogged on accompanying the girl next to him, though she hardly paid him any mind...

Toshi almost froze at the similarity. He quickly played the audio again, and listened. Long straight hair, two braids, brown. And she was checking her phone! She had already checked it twice in the few seconds it had taken him to approach the two! It was all fitting! Don't mind it, don't mind her, he told himself as all three of them found themselves caught on the same intersection, waiting for the flow of cars to thin enough to permit a crossing.

Oliver kept on talking on and on about his plans for the day, from practicing with his band to playing video games.He invited Yuki, but she was too distracted to even respond. "Yuki, let's go to the amusement park tomorrow" he said nonchalantly, giving her a smile nonetheless. Yuki ignored him as her phone made another noise, the same it had been doing whenever she got a notification, a new entry. She would never admit it but she felt scared as she had learned that she was not the only one with a diary, and the single thought made her wary.

"Yuki?" he asked a bit concerned as he saw her more absent than always. She opened her phone once more and was surprised at what she saw. A new entry had just appeared and it read as following:

Entry 4. Today I came across someone who seems a bit suspicious, is it just my nerves?
He looks around my age, he has dark hair and blue eyes, he seems somewhat tall! anyways, he kept eyeing me.
I should have ignored him... What if he's a holder?
What if he knows something?

One of the disadvantage of Yuki's diary was that it hardly paid any mind to physical descriptions as Yuki too, hardly paid any attention to any others looks that did not include herself. Instead it focused on mannerisms and other things such as oddities, habits, etc. However, this time the diary made a strange exception.

As soon as she was done reading the new entry her mind went a bit blank. She looked past her shoulders trying to see if someone was watching, her as he entry had predicted. There was no one else but Oliver, ogling her as always, who now looked deeply concerned. "Is something wrong?" he asked seeing her alarmed. "It's nothing" she finally said as she shook her head.

Minutes passed and the phone had not made any sound which only meant one thing, the prediction had not changed. 'why is that entry so vague?' she thought in frustration. She kept on walking when a firm hand touched her shoulder "Yuki!". Oliver had pulled her closer and she seemed confused,"what?" she asked perplexed at his strange behavior. He starred at her in anger as he pointed out the crosswalk sign flashing and now turning to a red hand.

She didn't say anything as she also noticed something else, more like someone else. A male around her age who stood out of the crowd not only for his above average height but for his looks that made him appear like he was a foreign. She looked at him surprised as he also seemed to be looking towards her direction. 'just a coincidence' she repeated in her head wishing for it to be true. She read the entry once again.

A bit shocked she tried ignoring him but it was useless, she was not one to be discrete, she kept on starring him. Oliver surprised at her reaction, he gazed towards the boy's direction too, "do you know him?" he asked much to her surprise. 'was I that obvious?' she thought mortified as she shook her head again, "No" she finally said admittedly. "But he looks a bit familiar" she said trying to justify her strange behavior.

'I should have ignore him' she repeated in her head as the crosswalk would soon turn green allowing them to cross towards the other side. She hoped that he had not realized her obvious interest, but knowing that her demeanor had given her away she let out a smile. She turned her eyes to Oliver, feeling grateful for once that he was there, letting out a small smile, "Hai. Let's go to to the amusement park then" she finally said trying her hardest not to look at the boy with dark hair. Oliver smiled warmly and nodded happily.