Chapter 0:
Prologue
Miss Shinonome Just Wanted to be Normal!
Secrets.
By definition it means, 'an important information known only to its owner.'
This is actually just my personal speculation, but I think every living organism in this world has—at least—one or two things that they wanted to hide from everyone's gaze.
Take, for example, a fifth grader about her puppy love, a flamboyant playboy regarding his collection of girlfriends, the unspoken feeling of a tsundere, that one peculiar job of JKs, indescribable source of wealth of a politician, lawyers conspiracies, council members and their corruption, and many more.
Yeah, everyone has secrets. No matter how trivial or significant they are. And like the key of a treasure chest, this secret will reveal the unseen side of its owner—a plot twist that holds the contrast color of their true selves.
As a wise man once said, "Don't judge a light novel by how cute the heroine on its cover. Because the whole story might only filled by useless masturbatory plot."
In the end, no matter how attractive a novel's cover is, what places it on the bestseller shelf is still the quality of the story itself. Traditionally, that's how we judge novels, right—by their content. And I suppose the same also applies to people.
You can't interpret someone just by seeing them in public. Because sometimes a sweet smile, polite words, sharp glare, or innocence demeanour might not be their primary characteristics. Especially if we're talking about Japanese people, who notoriously have strong tatemae culture. Put up a face in public, but let your true self hidden. This is why many of us truly know each other, even after all those years socialising. Kinda ironic if I can say so.
So, what's the point of this uninteresting essay? Well, nothing, I guess.
I got too much time to be spared. Maybe I just wanted to sound cool being able to write something philosophical. It makes me appear more academic!
By definition it means, 'an important information known only to its owner.'
This is actually just my personal speculation, but I think every living organism in this world has—at least—one or two things that they wanted to hide from everyone's gaze.
Take, for example, a fifth grader about her puppy love, a flamboyant playboy regarding his collection of girlfriends, the unspoken feeling of a tsundere, that one peculiar job of JKs, indescribable source of wealth of a politician, lawyers conspiracies, council members and their corruption, and many more.
Yeah, everyone has secrets. No matter how trivial or significant they are. And like the key of a treasure chest, this secret will reveal the unseen side of its owner—a plot twist that holds the contrast color of their true selves.
As a wise man once said, "Don't judge a light novel by how cute the heroine on its cover. Because the whole story might only filled by useless masturbatory plot."
In the end, no matter how attractive a novel's cover is, what places it on the bestseller shelf is still the quality of the story itself. Traditionally, that's how we judge novels, right—by their content. And I suppose the same also applies to people.
You can't interpret someone just by seeing them in public. Because sometimes a sweet smile, polite words, sharp glare, or innocence demeanour might not be their primary characteristics. Especially if we're talking about Japanese people, who notoriously have strong tatemae culture. Put up a face in public, but let your true self hidden. This is why many of us truly know each other, even after all those years socialising. Kinda ironic if I can say so.
So, what's the point of this uninteresting essay? Well, nothing, I guess.
I got too much time to be spared. Maybe I just wanted to sound cool being able to write something philosophical. It makes me appear more academic!
But, yeah, aside from that narcissism of mine, this is also a confession—if I can say so—about my sin after seeing a forbidden side of that girl. The girl whose secret, unintentionally, exposed by me. A secret that no one has. Something abnormal, phenomenal, beyond reason, extravagant!
Something that clearly no other high school girl possesses, or maybe even humans in general.
That is, if we can even consider her as "human" in the first place.
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