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I was running around Kobe near the Sonnomiya station yesterday, trying to put together an envelope with a USB drive in it full of pictures to send to my parents. At one point, I was standing on a street opposite the station, trying to head back, waiting for the walking light to change so that I could cross. It finally changed after the timer went to zero.
I saw a girl pushing some luggage coming from the other direction. I didn’t notice at first, but it was Rena, our interport student. She always had a huge smile on. I asked her if everyone smiled like that in Japan, and she said, “Fake!” I thought maybe she was saying “Big,” but I’m pretty sure she was saying “Fake.” She was very pretty, and funny, and friendly. She said to me as she crossed, “I’m going home.” I heard she had cried earlier because she was sad to be leaving us. I ran back to her (she had gone beyond me at this point) and gave her a hug, and told her I’d miss her, and thanks for joining us. She said to have fun in Kobe.
I was sad, not because I was going to miss my friend, but because I realized I should have been friends with her while I could, and now I’d never have the chance. I wish I’d been more aggressive in that respect.
Our next interport student is only here for two days. I don’t know how this is going to work.
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