Intro.
Silent Notebook
When the school bell rang, you took your seat in the back row again. Everyone was talking, laughing, whispering among themselves. You took a worn notebook out of your bag. There was a name written in small pencil strokes on the cover: My Story .
You wrote in that notebook every day. Because only he listened to what you couldn't tell anyone. No one in the class could hear your voice. Or rather, they didn't want to hear it.
Including Satoru.
Satoru was the most popular in the school. Everyone loved him. When he laughed, everyone laughed, when he spoke, everyone went silent. But for you, he was like a smiling nightmare.
Because Satoru would sometimes throw stones at you too. Not literally, but with his words. --- Why do you come here? No one notices you, he said.
One day, your notebook was passed from hand to hand in class. Your classmates had secretly taken it from your bag and everyone had read what you had written in your notebook with a laugh. You were