anime fever

() Not only Masaru Ota, Hiroki Kakutani also remembered that period of time, thinking of the girl who settled deep in the memory, perhaps it was because of her death that the best time in life was brought to an end .

At Atsuko’s funeral, everyone got together for the last time, but they couldn’t get back the excitement and excitement of joking around and trying their best to publicize and raise money for a film made by the club. sad parting...

Ogata looked at Atsuko, and those classmates and friends who had experienced four years of college with her, that kind of simple and pure feelings.Perhaps only through twists and turns and bitterness will one understand the preciousness of it.

......

three years ago.

"Atsuko, what are you busy with?" Kadotani Hiroki looked at the girl who was in the corner of the club, trying to write something with a pen in the notebook, and her mind seemed to be thinking about the girl who forgot to eat.

The girl was thinner, with short hair, a delicate baby face, and a pair of lively eyes, which seemed to contain many things.

Hearing Kakuya's words, she didn't react, until Kakuya smiled wryly and waved his palm in front of her eyes before calling her soul back.

"Kuoya, when did you come?" Atsuko looked up at Kakuya, who was as kind as his elder brother, and was mature and steady.The two met in a movie. The former likes to think about his own things, while the latter is a cheerful boy.

Kakutani couldn't help but smiled wryly: "It's already here. Sure enough, everyone went to eat, and you are the only one hiding here and working hard."

"I suddenly had an inspiration to portray a character that I thought was very interesting. When I wrote it like this, I unknowingly forgot the time." Atsuko said happily with a smile.

Kakutani looked at her like a baby, holding the notebook between her hands: "Atsuko, being a screenwriter is very tiring, and it is really not easy to become a good screenwriter recognized by the industry. But I support you! We are a movie Partners of the Society!"

Um!Atsuko looked at Kakutani and said excitedly: "I always believe that Chikako and I will become very good screenwriters, and Kakutani you will become the best photographer, Takahashi is a professional prop artist, Ota and Ayako are excellent actors !"

"That's right, I'm also working hard for this day!" Kakutani pointed to the bag he was carrying with him, which contained a camera that was as important to him as the notebook in Atsuko's hand.

dream!Every time we talk about this hot topic, Kakutani and Atsuko's faces are full of excitement and anticipation, full of hope for the future.

"What? Aren't you going to have dinner with me?" Seeing that Atsuko hadn't left when it was time for dinner, Kakutani asked with concern.

Atsuko shook his head lightly, and pointed to his notebook: "I feel very emotional at this time, and I should be able to write a lot of words to make up stories, so let's talk about it later."

"Oh." Kakutani walked over and patted Atsuko on the shoulder: "Don't work too hard, I'll go find them first, if you want to eat, call me."

"Okay." Atsuko nodded obediently, watching Kakuya leave.

When the whole club returned to a quiet atmosphere, she continued to write, and wrote all the filtered content in her mind into her notes. Artists need inspiration, and screenwriters also need it.

Since she was young, Atsuko lived in a family that was not well off. There was also a sister in the family who was better than her and more cheerful than her. She found a job as a bank clerk two years ago.

Her parents hope that she, like her sister, will find a job with a stable income after graduating from college.But she is very clear that she is not extroverted enough to use verbal communication to please others... so she wants to complete her work in her final year of university.

The life she longs for is to be able to rely on the scripts she designed to make her whole being shine.

"Take a break first, and I will write later." Although he knew that he was a bit impatient, he still hesitated to speak when he saw Atsuko's thin body.

What Atsuko saw was a familiar face, wearing glasses, Takahashi who didn't speak much like her.

"Atsuko, I brought it for you." With a smile, Takahashi handed the meal he ordered from the cafeteria to Atsuko.

Atsuko smiled and said, "I'm bothering you again, Takahashi."

"It's okay, I know our chief screenwriter is very busy." Takahashi smiled shyly. Although the prop master worked hard, he rarely had the opportunity to perform in front of others. The one who could chat with him was not the enthusiastic and cheerful Ota Katsuki. It's Atsuko who always writes something in the corner.

Atsuko stretched his waist and took the food that Takahashi handed over: "Takahashi, you will be graduating soon, do you think we will get together again like now?"

"Well, for sure! Because we are good friends." Takahashi looked into Atsuko's eyes and said very confidently.

Last time we got together for a drink to celebrate the hard work of half a year, the drama received a good response, the scene of drunken people supporting each other is vivid, everyone is chatting about their ideals and favorite objects, that kind of The feeling is irreplaceable.

......

It's the last month of college graduation.

Atsuko was still writing her own script in the corner, and she was short of the final ending, so she could find the relevant film crew and see who would be willing to cast this drama that she put all her energy into.

"Atsuko, I read your script last time, it's really good!" Zhijiazi sat next to Atsuko, because she is also a screenwriter, so there are always endless topics between the two women.

Atsuko cast a grateful look: "Well, with Zhijiazi, I have more confidence!"

"Men like Ota and Kakutani don't know how to appreciate it at all, and Ayako is still busy with her studies, so I am the only one who understands you best!" Chikako Ikeda laughed.

Atsuko and Zhijiazi were chatting and joking, and asked, "Zhijiazi, are you still writing your script?"

"I gave up a long time ago." Zhijiazi shook her head and sighed helplessly: "I don't have your patience. I think this script of "Clear Screen Lover" has taken up all your free time?"

Atsuko nodded: "But I'm very satisfied. My "Clear Screen Lover" will be finished soon, and I'm just short of the last step."

"Looking for a crew that is willing to invest in the filming?" Zhijiazi asked knowingly.

"Well, I heard that very few film investment companies are willing to use the work of a newcomer like me."

Zhi Jiazi smiled and said, "Did you forget that I have an uncle who is engaged in film investment? If you don't worry, Atsuko, you can hand over the manuscript to me. I will discuss it with my uncle. Atsuko's dramas are so good. It will definitely be a hit.”

"Really?"

Atsuko looked at Zhijiazi gratefully, and felt that his dream was so close to him for the first time.

......

Atsuko who came home at night felt so excited that Zhijiazi had taken away the manuscript and showed it to her uncle. The only thing she had to do was to wait for the good news from Zhijiazi.

"Hello, Takahashi?" Atsuko called Takahashi. For four years in college, both of them are people who have difficulty expressing their thoughts, so after exchanging ideas, they will call Takahashi whenever there is something happy or sad. other side.

Takahashi's voice came through the phone: "What's wrong? Atsuko?" He had rarely heard Atsuko's voice so excited.

"Zhijiazi promised me that she will help me contact a film investment company. My work is likely to become a drama series and be presented on TV." Dunzi believes in Zhijiazi, because she is a screenwriter who is constantly working hard like herself, and she has nothing to say. Said friends.

"Great, Atsuko, your dream is about to come true. I already knew...you are the most dedicated in the club, so you must succeed faster than us."

"Well, thank you Takahashi!"

"Thank me for what?"

"I'm so happy, but I can't find anyone who can listen to me say these words for a while, and you are my only audience!"

Takahashi was on the other end of the phone, and said with a smile: "It was in the past, and it will be in the future!"

......

The day before the graduation ceremony.

"Gaoqiao... woo..." The moment he picked up the phone, the smile on Takahashi's original face froze, because Atsuko was crying, she never cried, and this kind of crying was close to despair , Through sound, images can be generated in the mind.

"What's wrong!?" Ryoichi Takahashi asked tremblingly as his palms were cold and his mind was a little confused.

"sorry Sorry......"

On the other end of the phone, it kept repeating.

"Atsuko, what happened?" Takahashi asked worriedly, pursing his lips gently.

Atsuko answered him tragically: "...I'm sorry, maybe my dream can't be realized, maybe I can't do it, let the audience become the audience..."

"Gaoqiao...I'm leaving, because here, for me, it has become a little strange and lonely."

Takahashi Ryoichi opened his eyes wide, and a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

Beep, beep, beep, it's like some kind of melody that makes people feel depressed.Takahashi ran all the way, towards Atsuko's house, he told himself that he could not lose her.

Because apart from friends,

She is still the woman I like! <, changing appearance in the cold autumn.

The confused people went to the graduation ceremony and went to the funeral ceremony in front of them.

Katsuo Ota, with neat short hair, looked at the tombstone in horror, and Hiroki Kakutani looked at the word "Atsuko" clearly on the tombstone, feeling his eyes hurt...

Suzuki Ayako was crying, while other students comforted her.Chikako Ikeda wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with a tissue.

Takahashi Ryoichi looked at the tombstone, the tombstone was facing him, and the desperate whine sounded in his ears.Atsuko's sister and parents burst into tears, and relatives and friends persuaded her not to be sad.

Everyone came to this memorial ceremony with heavy hearts, because she would choose to commit suicide, which no one thought of.

Some people speculated that she did this because she was immersed in her own works and couldn't face reality in the end.Some people think that her personality is too dull, she is always busy creating in a corner alone, numb to the meaning of her own existence.

"Gaoqiao, don't pay too much attention to Atsuko's death." Someone comforted him.

"Oh." Takahashi Ryoichi replied dully. .

That day, when he arrived, Atsuko had already passed away, just as she said to herself on the phone, leaving this lonely and terrifying world.

Atsuko's phone call to him was the last sentence left here.Leave it to her most precious audience.

When everyone is gone, there is no mourning, no crying, no more hustle and bustle...

Ryoichi Takahashi knelt in front of the tombstone.

Quiet, depressed, broken.

Clenching his fists tightly, he let the dirt stick to his black suit.

"Atsuko...I love you."

Takahashi Ryoichi, who did not shed tears during the whole memorial ceremony, looked at the smiling girl in the photo, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Takahashi, you will become the best prop master."

"I have to work harder to become a good screenwriter."

"We all have dreams..."

Takahashi couldn't control the tears from falling, because he knew that at this moment, he also lost his dream.

His dream is not to become a powerful prop master.

But on the tombstone, this woman who is enough to miss him for the rest of his life. (To be continued.)