Entry 94
Talking to Yuusei got me really thinking...
What do I have waiting for me, back home?
From what Manjoume told me (he said I can call him by his first name - I don't know if I can bring myself to), if we really are from the same world and he's just from my future, then what's waiting at Duel Academy isn't all that much safer than it is here.
Mom and Dad... all they care about is making sure that I live to become the trophy wife of some important person or other, so that what they have gets passed on and doesn't get given to the government or something. They haven't cared about my happiness since...
My friends from my short time at Duel Academy wouldn't remember me, back there. They do here, because in their worlds I didn't leave...
My friends from outside of Duel Academy... If more than one, maybe two of them aren't just pretending because of my popularity, I would be surprised. They've probably moved on already, if I don't someday return to when I left...
And Brother...
...
So much has happened here that, if I were to ever return home, I don't think I would be able to readjust. And yet, I don't belong here, either. No one does...
What do I have waiting for me, back home?
From what Manjoume told me (he said I can call him by his first name - I don't know if I can bring myself to), if we really are from the same world and he's just from my future, then what's waiting at Duel Academy isn't all that much safer than it is here.
Mom and Dad... all they care about is making sure that I live to become the trophy wife of some important person or other, so that what they have gets passed on and doesn't get given to the government or something. They haven't cared about my happiness since...
My friends from my short time at Duel Academy wouldn't remember me, back there. They do here, because in their worlds I didn't leave...
My friends from outside of Duel Academy... If more than one, maybe two of them aren't just pretending because of my popularity, I would be surprised. They've probably moved on already, if I don't someday return to when I left...
And Brother...
...
So much has happened here that, if I were to ever return home, I don't think I would be able to readjust. And yet, I don't belong here, either. No one does...