[IN THE WORLD OF PEOPEL'S WHO SEE EVERYTHING,SAY NOTHING,EYES LIKE MIRRORS; HEART LIKE A LOCKED DIARY. I WAS THE KIND OF PERSON WHO HAVE SOFT SOUL WRAPPES IN A SHELL THE WORLD NEVER UNDERSTOOD]
"SATO SATO, WAKE UP! IT'S ALREADY LATE. YOU GOTTA GET READY FOR SCHOOL!"
[THE SOFT VOICE ECHOS THROUGH THE ROOM AS SUNLIGHT PEEKS THROUGH THE CURTAINS]
"FIVE MORE MINUTES..." [SATO MUMBLES, TANGLED IN BLANKETS, FIGHTING THE MORNING LIKE ANY NORMAL KID WOULD.]
[THE CLOCK KEEPS TICKING, AND THE DAY WAITS FOR NO ONE.]
[SATO RUBBED THE SLERP FROM HIS EYES, SPLASHING COLD WATER ON HIS FACE TO SHAKE OFF THE LAST TRACES OF DREAMS.]
[HE DRESSED QUICKLY - UNIFORM CRISP, SHOES TIED TIGHT - THE RHYTHM OF ROUTINE SOOTHING IN IT'S SIMPLICITY.]
[BREAKFAST WAS QUITE BUTWARM: A FEW BITES, A SIP OF TEA, THE CALM BEFORE THE DAY'S RUSH]
[WITH BAG SLUNG OVER HIS SHOULDER, SATO STEPPED OUTSIDE, THE FAMILIAR WALK TO SCHOOL STRETCHING OUT LIKE A GENTLE PROMISE.]
[THE MORNING AIR WAS COLD AGAINST SATO's SKIN, THE SKY PAINTED IN SOFT SHADES OF BLUE AND GOLD.]
[THE STREETS WERE THE SAME AS YESTERDAY. THE FACES TOO. ORDINARY. FAMILIAR. ]
[BUT TO SSTO.... EVEN AN ORDINARY DAY FELT A LITTLE DIFFERENT. A LITTLE HEAVIER. OR MAYBE LIGHTER.]
[HE DON'T KNOW WHY.]
[WITH STEADY STEP AND A SILENT MIND, HE WALKED TOWARD SCHOOL - JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE LIFE OF SOMEONE NO ONE WOULD REMEMBER.]
[BUT EVERYTHING BEGINS SOMEWHERE.]
[EVEN NORMAL.]
- END OF CHAPTER 1