April 10, 2005,
Day 3 of the 3-Day Deadline [Final Day]
Train Platform — Hanasakura Station,
6:47 PM.
Ren's throat was dry from the two hours of karaoke.
Shiinchiro had insisted that they should go.
"Come on man, it's Sunday! Last day of freedom before the school week!" Shiinichiro yelled over the phone.
Ren exhausted from yesterday's Downtown expedition, didn't have. the energy to refuse.
So they went... just the two of them because Hana had family obligations and Fubuki was visiting relatives.
Shiinchiro sung terribly with so much enthusiasm that you wouldn't think he was a bad singer. Ren sat back mostly, slowly drinking his soda watching his friend butcher song after song with absolute confidence.
For a few hours, it felt normal.
Ren had forgotten about gang politics, about the deadline looming like a guillotine blade, about the choice he still hadn't made but as he stood on the train platform, reality crashed back on him.
