This doesn’t really count as a belated fic for Matsui Rena, since i’m late by nearly a week. I don’t think the contents are very suitable for a birthday fic too.
But here’s a W Matsui fic!
Next fic would probably be a Mayuki or 9th Gen.
Kareha no Station
The station was quiet. The train has not arrived. Leaves flutter. A breeze blows gently.
Her hair is being lifted gently by the wind. The girl adjusts her black hat to ensure that it’s firmly on her head. At this hour, the station is empty. But the girl cranes her neck every five minutes and looks around, as if she was searching for someone.
“I’m Matsui Jurina. Nice to meet you,”
A young girl, with shoulder length black hair held her hand out to her. Her grin seemed to enhance the features of her face, making the already good looking girl even better looking. It was spring. Flowers were in bloom.
Matsui Rena. Then age 15, had just started her first year in high school.
Rena looked at the younger Matsui and gave a slight nod in return before reaching out to shake her hand. She was not the type who was extremely friendly with strangers. But the other Matsui seemed to not be affected by that and started talking to her in a friendly manner.
And so they became acquaintances.
“Rena-chan is eating melon bread again?”
Rena looked up. She was here again. Kashiwagi who was sitting beside her let out a soft laughter. It wasn’t loud, but still very much audible. Rena shot her a dirty look. She swore she was a tinkle in Kashiwagi’s eye as she excused herself to find a younger girl with twintails.
“Yes I am. I like melon bread.”
And they became friends.
It wasn’t til 4 months, 2 weeks and 5 days later from their first meeting, did something strike Rena as odd.
Firstly, Matsui Jurina appears only during lunch or after school.
Secondly, she recalls that she never sees Matsui Jurina during school events.
Thirdly, her dear friend Kashiwagi Yuki seems to know something about Matsui Jurina but she doesn’t seem like she’ll be sharing that info any time soon.
“I’ve told you to call me Jurina. I’ve already been calling you Rena-chan for a long time~”
“I don’t recall seeing you around.”
“I. I mean, erm, well. What class are you from?”
“1B. I’m from 1B.”
“But I’m from 1B too.”
“I’m in middle school.”
The sky is turning dark. It seems like rain is starting to fall. The girl stops tapping her umbrella and opens it.
Pitter patter. Pitter patter.
At an isolated station stands a girl clutching onto a white frilly umbrella. Her only other companion is the trunk sitting neatly beside her.
Matsui Rena. Age 16. Member of the kendo club.
Good friends with Kashiwagi Yuki, Yagami Kumi.
Even better friends with Matsui Jurina.
“Let’s go out.”
“Sure. But only after I’m done with my homework.”
“I don’t mean it that way. I like you. Rena.”
Matsui Rena. Age 16 and 4 months.
Good friends with Kashiwagi Yuki, Yagami Kumi, Takanagi Akane.
No longer just close friends with Matsui Jurina
“I can’t concentrate on my book properly if you’re clutching on me so tightly…”
“But Rena-chan is warm and I’m cold,”
It is autumn. A season of change.
Leaves continue to fall. There are no flowers in the trees. This is wrong. The girl shifts her gaze away from them.
This was her last year of high school. This was her happiest year in the 18 years she lived. At the Kendo club after practice ended, everyone is busy packing up and getting ready to leave.
The cold evening breeze blows. Two girls are riding on a bike, their hair flying in the wind.
“what would you do if your parents found out about us?”
“I’ll drag you away and elope.”
She knows that the other girl wouldn’t come.
She knows that the other girl can’t come.
She knows that she’s wasting her time waiting here.
She knows all of that.
But she still came.
She still waited.
There are tears flowing down her cheeks. But her sobs are drowned out by the falling rain
At nineteen, she passed her entrance exams.
At fifteen, she got into a high school near her university.
They made plans to live together.
She knows that the other girl can’t pick up her phone.
“They found out about us.”
She knows that she’ll never hear her voice again.
She knows that she’ll never ever hear someone call her “Rena-chan” the way she once called her.
She knows all of that.
She who stands in the rain knows all of that.
“I’m Rena. I’ll be waiting for you.”
But she still wants to say that.
Leaves flutter and fall.
The silence is broken by the incoming train.
At the station, she is all alone.
She looks at the train tracks.
She looks at the train.
She is no longer alone.
Up to one’s interpretation. I originally intended for Jurina to die, and Rena to, well, maybe die too. But I’ve excluded a fair bit of details. So one can safely assume otherwise. And even accept it as a happy ending.