“Arigato Gozaimasu”, I closed the door.

I sat my bags down, throwing myself on the bed. Stretching my arms & legs out.

Man, sitting on the bullet train for 3 hours really is tiring! I told myself. 

I stare at the ceilings, sighing.

Now that I’m in Tokyo, what should I do??? I thought.

I yawn. All I wanna do now is sleep. I told myself. I stare out the window, the night sky of Tokyo. Black pitch with glittering dots. It was so beautiful, but somehow scaring.

Tokyo seems exciting. Maybe tomorrow, I can ask Chinen to show me around Tokyo. I smiled.  I stretch some more.

My life up until now was...Well…harsh. I was born in the city but grew up on the country-side. My parents adopted a child of a close friend, who died in an accident, when I was 3. Because of the child’s cheerfulness, my parents’ attention was soon dragging toward the child; they’ve forgotten that they have another child, who was their actual child. When I was 6, my parents along with their adopted child left to South Korea. I was left in the hands of my Gram. Life at Gram was perfect; until she became sick. Gram was transferred to the hospital in the nearest city. It was difficult visiting her.  I got school. Since I’m graduating into high school, I got to keep up with my studies. But having to pay the hospital bills and the rent bills, I quit school without telling Gram. Later on, she found out. Her illness worsens. She insists that I continue school. I did but only at times when I can. Because of things that were happening, I didn’t aim for the high school that I wanted. I was upset. I didn’t have any good grades. I didn’t have any friends.

I got Gram, at least that’s what always I thought.

Gram passed away the following 2 years.  I had no one. Then Aunt Megumi came along. She wanted to take me in. I refused. I insist that I can take care of myself. She wouldn’t take “no” as an answer. She tried hard proving that I still got somebody, her. After seeing her trying so hard, I got tired. I told her yes.

And now I'm here.

“Ohayou” I walled down the steps.

Aunt Meg was in the kitchen, chopping vegetables. “Ohayou!” she replied.

I walked into the kitchen. Aunt Meg saws me & smiled.

“Anything I can help with?” I leaned on the counter next to her.

“Oh, hai” she pointed to one of the top cabinets “set the table.”

I pulls the plates ect. Out.

“Ahh. Chinen already left.” She told me.

“This early?” I asked. So he didn’t have breakfast, eh?

“He got a photoshoot for HSJ next single. So he left even before I got up.” Aunt Meg pointed.

HSJ???? PHOTOSHOOT??? NANI??

I gave Aunt Meg a sour face, “Whats that?”

“Ahh! I forgot. HSJ is an idol group that belongs to Johnny Entertainment. Chinen has been in the group for about 3or4 years now. He loves it!” She pointed more. She then sighs “But with his works, he never had times at home.” She saddens.

"Sou ka" i responds. So Chinen, my cousin, is an idol huh???? I'm a bit jealous.

“Rina!” Aunt Meg hands me a bentou “Gomene, demo, Chinen forgotten his bentou. Can you please delivered it to him?” she shows a tempt smile.

I couldn’t say no to her temptation so I say yes. She gave me a paper of direction & money for the train fares along with her pass into the Johnny Building. I thought that maybe it could also be a chance to see what life in Tokyo is like.

As I walk down the crowded streets of Tokyo, I was fascinated. Everything in Tokyo was soo… modern. There were huge buildings. There were big posters of idols. There were a lot of cars. There were a lot of stylish people. Who made me look at my ragging clothes: 2 years old converse sneakers, a pair of blue skinny jean, a graphic T-shirt along with a black denim jacket. And of course a big crossbody tote with all the stuffs that Aunt Meg told me to carry (includes the bentou box)