Crime

"It's a little bit of a stretch for me to play a student, let alone from the age of 15." Kaito smiled as he straightened his school uniform and tie.

"No, I need to put on makeup in a while, and besides, you look quite small." The newly arranged assistant was a girl, and she took out a small mirror and held it in front of Kaito, "Look, you look pretty small." Handsome."

After that, it was time to prepare for the opening ceremony. While waiting, Kaito walked to the small garden of the venue and watched quietly by himself.

"There are hyacinths in the garden." A voice suddenly came from behind, and Kaito looked back in shock.

"Oh, did I scare you? I'm sorry, sorry," the owner of the voice smiled and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Yuma. Are you Senior Kaito?"

"Excuse me," Kaito also smiled and shook Yuma's hand, "just call me Kaito. We will work together from today, please take care of me."

Because of the long waiting time, after a few words, Yuma got tired of speaking official language, so he simply chatted with Kaito.

"Hyacinth was the school flower of my school in high school. It just so happens that the subject of this shooting is the Youth Academy series. Thinking about it this way, I really miss that time." Yuma lay on the railing, looking at the flowers that were slightly blown by the wind .

"After all, school life is a good memory for most people." Kaito also leaned sideways on the railing.

"Hey, don't say it's beautiful. I was a problem student in high school. It's not normal if the teacher doesn't call me to the office." Yuma smiled, "What about you? I think you should be a top student at that time."

"Not really." Kaito looked up at the sky.

In fact, it was no problem at all to get into a key university with his grades, but less than a year before the reference, his parents divorced.Suddenly lost his financial support, which made him deterred by the high tuition fees.

Fortunately, he still has expertise in music, Kaito finally applied for an ordinary university in the city, so that he can save some expenses and take care of his younger sister who is also in school.

In such an embarrassing situation, Kaito thought it was a trick of good fortune at the time, but now that he thinks about it, if there were no such changes, he might not be where he is today.This made him feel that fate is really hard to escape.

"By the way, I always thought your voice was very familiar before I said it, but I suddenly remembered it when I said it today." Yuma straightened up, "When I was in school, I listened to the radio for a while at night, and there was a program that was relatively late. That male voice is very similar to yours."

Kaito turned his head to look at him, but said nothing.

"I thought it was weird at first, because the anchor of the emotional late-night broadcast usually has a very sweet female voice," Yuma turned to look at him, "but then I gradually discovered that the voice is very special, gentle, but It’s also very clear. How should I put it, anyway, it sounds very comfortable, it should be said to be a very reassuring feeling.”

"Did you listen to it later?"

"Yeah, I always listen to it when I come home after a busy day at school. Although I can't remember exactly what the stories are told every day, I can still recall the feeling at that time," Yuma thought for a while, "There is It feels like sinking slowly in the sea, and you can see a little glow floating up from the depths of the seabed, like the shallow sunlight melting in the deep sea."

"You have a good synaesthesia." Kaito laughed.

"But it's a pity," Yuma also smiled, "In less than half a year, the anchor changed, and I don't know why."

"If you want to talk about why..." Kaito continued to lean his head against the railing, "It can only be said that the show started too late, so I couldn't take care of it."

"Wait?" Yuma looked up in surprise, "That voice is really you?"

Kaito smiled noncommittally.

Just as Yuma was about to continue asking, a girl from the crew suddenly called him and beckoned to Yuma to come over. He didn't have time to ask any more questions, and turned around and left after a simple sentence.

Kaito continued to pass the time by looking at the flowers alone, but his mind was no longer on the flowers.

The voice that Yuma spoke of was indeed him. Counting the time, Yuma was in high school when he was in the university period when he was exhausted for his life.At that time, he worked in a radio station for a period of time, but he resigned later because the show was in the early hours of the morning. For a student who still had homework, such a tight schedule was too much for his body.

However, Kaito is still a little surprised that something from so long ago can still be remembered.But whoever listened could know how much pain he endured in order to live behind that voice that so tenderly told about all the most beautiful things in the world.