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Since when had things changed? The truth is, she didn't know either.
They had practically spent their childhood side by side, enjoying and dreaming in those sunny days, idealizing their future and making the most of every moment of their childhood. She, her friends and Doraemon.
She believed it would be like this forever. But not everything is forever. Things are bound to change, to evolve. And indeed it was. As summers come to an end before the cold weather arrives, so too had their childhood come to an end. Doraemon's departure had been one of those signals that heralded the arrival of their next stop.
The lives of each of the children in the neighborhood had taken different directions depending on their personalities.
Gian had finally enrolled in a baseball club, even if he was disputed by many other sports clubs given his physical abilities. His bullying ways had remained, but he had stopped bullying so much now that the sport absorbed him so much.
As well as in elementary and middle and high school, his classmates avoided making him angry or against him, especially now that he had strengthened his muscles and thrown some belly fat with lots of exercise. He continued to look menacing and imposing with his broad shoulders, which is why they continued to call him Gian.
Suneo, on the other hand, was not interested in sports and had joined a drawing club, but soon got bored. So after school he took private fashion design courses or was on the road every moment he could to attend fashion shows. He hadn't grown as much as the others in stature and this increased his sense of inferiority, which he compensated for with his cheek and vanity.
Dekisugi, as was to be expected, was top of his class even in high school, even though he had to contend for first place in the school with two other students from other classes. He also got good grades in sports, even though it wasn't his passion, and his friendly manners and good looks increased his popularity among the girls. He was in demand in almost as many clubs as Gian, but he had opted for a club about science, his passion.
She, Shizuka, had decided to join a music club, in order to deepen the study of her favorite instrument: the violin, and to be able to definitively leave the piano that her mother forced her to learn as a child. It had been a choice dictated by her desire for her, but now that she was alone in the music room practicing the violin for an hour, her decision was beginning to waver. Maybe the violin wasn't for her, she didn't seem to have improved so much in those years, her music teacher often scolded her and she began to feel demoralized. She set the violin down on her lap and leaned her shoulder against the window next to her, casually glancing out at the baseball fields. From the second floor on the horizon you could see the sky with warm sunset tones. Finally Nobita, he… well, he…
"Shizuka-san, you're still here?"
The girl turned as a young man her own age entered the classroom.
- " Nobita-san, you too? "
-"Eh, the meeting lasted longer than expected- he said tiredly, while he went to lean on the window. "
- "I understand. "
"I was reviewing the last exercises-" she explained.
-" You're getting busy, huh?" - he smiled at her , and then he took a look out the window on one of the sports fields of the school.
A group of baseball players were walking around the field singing a song of encouragement.
"The others are also making an effort."
"Yeah," she nodded.
Her gaze fell on the boy who was distracted looking outside. The profile of his face was illuminated by orange light, a nostalgic smile on his lips and eyes lost in thoughts behind the round eyeglasses.
What was he thinking at that precise moment? Perhaps he, like her, was sometimes kidnapped by memories of their childhood?
She would have liked to see a few fragments of his thoughts. When they were children it was much simpler. She let out a sigh.
The boy noticed it and turned to her as if wondering what was going on. Shizuka shook her hands in front, motioning not to give importance to it.