The story of the apocalypse
through a Japanese high school student's eyes.
The final days are counting down.
A story of what's truly important in life and how to fight for it.
[Based off the detailed accounts of high school student, Maho Itami, this story is created to replay the last years of Planet Earth.]
"Another brilliant cell phone novel from takatsu." - Subscriber
"All around, ear-piercing sirens exploded.
It was so high pitched, I couldn't tell if I screamed or not.
Then, it started.
The ground started shaking."
My second Japanese style cellphone novel project. I hope I can bring an original take to the apocalypse, or at least give readers a different experience through an authentic Japanese cellphone novel approach.
"EHH? WHAT are you talking about?"
I squeaked, half winded, half in horror.
The next day, Misaki was questioning me.
"You're totally blushing. Come on! He totally likes you!"
My cheeks must have been flaming red again.
No matter what, I could never keep my composure.
"Nothing happened! He just took some pictures and stuff."
"Oh pictures, of you?" She giggled and pushed me lightly.
"Sheesh. Besides, are you saying you set me up?"
Misaki laughed. "Of course, idiot."
"Oh my gosh! You!" I couldn't believe my ears. "You made it so awkward!"
"The first step to love, is awkwardness, young woman."
She said a matter-of-factly with a lecturing finger in the air.
The weekend crowds parted before us like the Red Sea.
Most likely due to large easel Misak was carrying
and her outrageous outfit. Hip hop she said.
We were on our way to pick up supplies for our art project.
Our school allowed for a major, and it happened that Misaki and I enjoyed art.