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How long has it been? You’d say only a year, but to me, it was longer.
How many inches have you grown? We used to be the same height and now you tower over me. I thought I would for sure beat you in that game. Rika couldn’t stretch you out, but I guess she found a way too. It makes me laugh thinking about it.
When did you cut your hair? Was it right before you came home, or maybe you did it immediately after you left. Did you cut it yourself or get it done professionally? I remember when we all used to cut our hair in that cramped, little bathroom. Maki tried to be as exact as possible, you almost cut off your bangs, Panda wanted a Mohawk, but he ended up with two holes and we had to get Principle Yaga to sew them. We used to have the same hair, I’m sad we don’t anymore, but that haircut wouldn’t suit me. I guess I can’t complain though because I also cut mine.
What did you do to fix your posture? You used to slouch over, maybe that’s why we were the same height. I liked being eye to eye with you, I felt connected. You’re eyes were beautiful, they drew me in. They shone with all these colors in the sunlight, twinkling like the night sky. They reflect everything so well, when we used to look at the stars, they’d widen like a super nova was happening. I wanted to hold your face and have you look at only me, smiling. But I knew I’d get greedy, lean in and…I couldn’t do that, so I just looked from afar.
Sometimes you’d look at me back, what did you see? I couldn’t imagine much, I was hiding half my face anyway. Yet, you’d smile so brightly, say my name, and walk over with open arms. But one time, you used my first name. That made my heart soar, and of course I ran over. I was always good at running.
Who trained you again? How did you become so strong in such short time? You couldn’t even beat Maki around this time last year, yet you defied what you were told and kept getting stronger. I loved to watch you train, to see the concentration in your face. Sometimes you would focus so hard, I’d see a little drool that I couldn’t help point out. You used to get red in the face and wipe your mouth quickly, that just made me laugh even more.
How did your face harden so? What did you see to change that spark you once had, what did you need to keep it? Will it come back if you stay? Will it come back if you’re with me? I’m not greedy, so you don’t need to stay, but I miss you.
I don’t know these answers, and I’m too much of a coward to ask you.
“Toge!”
Although, I guess you already answered them for me.