The Golden Pear [YA - Featured]

♫~Notes 47~♫

 "What do you think?" Kagetsu asked, showing them a small poster he sketched for their new club.

It surprised them how fast they got approval from the School Council after talking with the directress, but it was Rigaku who talked with them. Any death stare could happen.

"It looks nice."

Freya nodded, smiling at the clouds, umbrella, and a small person holding it. Next to it was a text "Did you know...?" and at the bottom of the sheet was "Awareness Club".

"I'll glue it to the door outside." Aiyoku took the sheet, placing it in the middle of the semi-transparent-milk glass. "Finished."

"I've made a schedule and some ideas for our first event."

The door slid open. "Sorry, I'm late," Kenta said.

"We are just starting!" Kagetsu gave him a wave.

The boy joined the writing club but liked to hang out with Kagetsu, and this way, he could also help his classmates to get a small boost for their poetry or stories.

"Alright, let's start."

They now needed to adjust their schedules and decide what roles each of them would have. Kenta was in charge of discovering simple poems or positive messages to hang up around school entrance, by lockers, or around the halls. He could write his own too, and he helped with texts accompanying the "Did you know...?" posters.

Aiyoku was tasked with finding more about Locks of Love and generally about donation institutions.

Kagetsu focused on drawing pictures to any of the texts. Rigaku prepared the text form of their projects together with researching different subjects.

Freya prepared a Handy Guide to Sign Language, teaching people the basics. She could start short lessons after school if people wanted to learn instead of just seeing it from the pictures. However, that was further in the future.

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A few days later, on the next Monday, they had their first poster Did you know... LOL? (Locks Of Love) finished and hanging around the school. It came in full colors, telling a story in children's book style.

Students stopped in large numbers, reading the story.

"I have the best hair!" the boy said, beaming with pride as it glittered under the sun. "Nobody can compare to them!" A girl from the other side of the road watched him, but she was too small for the readers to pay her much attention.

However, the boy met with a nasty illness, spending a lot of time in the hospital and strange machines.

"I'm scared! I don't like this place, but mommy said I'll be okay soon."

His head was wrapped with a bandage, and when the doctor put it down, he was shocked. "My hair is gone!"

Then the scene shifted into the school where other kids made fun of him, taking his hat so everybody could see he turned into a baldy.