The <⛩️orizon> I Found

A certain girl’s memories

It is the great beyond of interpretations.

The memories of a girl.

What kind of questions will this episode ask of life?

I’ve never known my mother

“But I’m not lonely at all”, I can say that because-

Even that ugly form reflected in the mirror

Harbors memories of being loved

I’ve written down all sorts of remarks in my notebook

To steel myself against a greater number of words

So they’ll be none the wiser

Of my heart hidden beneath hardened rocks

Beautiful flowers wither against senseless winds

But it’s not like there’s any withering left for me to do, so I’ll laugh at myself and embrace life

My strait-laced father doesn’t buy any sweets

But there would be one day per year when he’d buy a <special cake> from a specific <cafe>

“Please come again!”

I loved falling asleep in bliss

“Om nom nom…yummy…” “You know that cake isn’t going anywhere, right?”

Enveloped by <sweet and soft magic>[the harmony of sugar and cream]...

“I’m so full…”

Grimaces befell most of those who approached me

“I heard Take’s house had a fire last night.” “Really!? Serves him right, he’s so annoying, thinking he’s a hero or something”

I was deemed a girl that bore curses

“The hell are you looking at, Iwanaga!” “God, she’s so gross.”

Called <ugly, a scathing insult most effective in its simplicity>

“Ugly!”

The girls that stood up for me

“Stop it, boys!” “Hear! Hear!” “Hime-chan’s cute!”

The teachers that pretended not to see

“Seri, Kise. Can you come and help me out a bit?” “Yes.” “Okaay.”

The boys that I secretly looked up to

“Alright, then come to the science la- er, science room.”

All of them equally pelted me with stones

“They’re truly the worst…making fun of someone’s looks.” “Yeah~ I agree.”

“Seri seems like she has a chance with the prince!”

“What do these people want…?”

Next to me, anyone would look <as lovely as a flower>[cute], you see?

And if you treat me no differently, you’d look <overflowing with kindness born from superiority>[kind], you see?

<By creating bottom feeders in this tiny miniature garden, you trick yourselves into thinking that you’re the brilliant victor in this survival game, but all of you are ridiculous fools, you see?>[You’d look brilliant, you see?]

You can insult me or stand up for me, they’re all the same

Stones absolving themselves of crime

After all, nobody gets a guilty conscience

From forcing their will upon a rock

This light is the <⛩️orizon> that I found…