Yeah, it’s a cliché, and I know I shouldn’t write it this way, but before I get to the game I want to talk about some older stuff first. After all, it’s only when you tie it to your own life that the game’s content really hits you.
Let’s start with the eyes…
Come to think of it, there’s a certain look in a woman’s eyes I’ve never been able to forget in my entire life. One I’d count is the look a certain classmate of mine gave me back in elementary school.
I was a straight-A student in elementary school. The really obnoxious kind, too. Honestly I don’t even know why I was one — I just figured the stuff they taught in class was obviously something you were supposed to know, that running long distances in PE was obviously something you were supposed to be able to do at that speed, that speaking and giving speeches was obviously just like that.
I can’t understand it, and I can’t grasp it — how hard it is for other people to do the things that come so “naturally” to me.
I don’t treat anyone as an enemy, but there’s always someone willing to treat me as a challenge.
After one particular final exam, a girl came bouncing up to me, looked me dead in the eye with this resolute expression, and said:
“Remember what I said. Next exam, I’m taking first place. I’ll beat you.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, the girl turned and ran.
So come the next final exam, the girl really did take first place—and I ended up second because I got one math problem wrong. Honestly I didn’t care much about that, because soon enough, on the very next exam, I was first again. And that girl was still staring at me with that same utterly determined… maybe even slightly resentful look in her eyes.
“Why does she look at me like I’m her enemy?” I couldn’t understand it. It was years later by the time I did, and the resonance of that feeling has only grown deeper and more obvious as the years have worn on…
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