“You're so kind, Kazuhiko. That's what I like about you." I like you, too. I love you so much." If he weren't so inarticulate, Kazuhiko could have said so much more. How much her expression, her gentle manner, her pure untainted soul meant to him. How important, in short, her existence was to him. But he wasn't able to put into words. He was only a third-year student in junior high, and worst yet, composition was one of his worst subjects.” IfsYearsKindSaidImportantSoulAbleExistenceWorstSubjectsLove YouStudentsExpressionLike YouPureThirdsGentleCompositionJuniorsJunior HighI Like YouInarticulateLove You So MuchI Love You So Much Author:Koushun Takami
“Shogo looked at Shuya and Noriko. "The winner's forced to transfer to another school where he or she is ordered not to mention the game and is instructed instead to lead a normal life. That's all." Shuya felt his chest well up inside and his face froze. He stared at Shogo and realized that Noriko was holding her breath. Shogo said, "I was a student in Third Year Class C, Second District, Kobe, Hyogo Prefecture." He added, "I survived the Program held in Hyogo Prefecture last year.” YearsWellsSaidSchoolLastsFacesGamesFeltClassStudentsNormalProgramThirdsBreathsWinnerChestsLast YearSurvivedTransfersNormal Life Author:Koushun Takami
“Now, once again, 2 students left. But of course they're a part of you now.” CoursesLeftStudents Author:Koushun Takami
