The students continued to chat until the Modern Japanese teacher came to the audiovisual room.
They wondered what movie they were going to be watching today, talked about where they would go after school, and other trendy stuff.
I couldn’t kill time by looking outside due to the room being cut off from its surroundings. That said, I was neither in the mood to engage in any conversation, unlike the people around me.
I dazedly gazed at the blackboard, thoughts swirling inside.
What were we going to watch today?
Last time, it was a period film.
Before that was an animated film.
The film we would watch changed with how our idiosyncratic Modern Japanese teacher was feeling on the day.
Conversely put, one could easily discern how she was feeling from the movie she decides to screen.
My guess for today is foreign history……
The heavy sliding door to the room was pushed open with force, and our Modern Japanese teacher made her way into the classroom with great vigour.
“Please be quiet! We will begin the film now.”
These were her first words upon opening her mouth.
No introduction, no explanation, nothing. She walked straight up to the projector machine and started operating on it indifferently.
Due to the teacher appearing, the classroom became quiet. I could hear voices wondering the same thing as me.
What will we watch today?
“Today, I want everyone to understand the magnificence of love! There are many poems about love in ancient writings!”
The image that was projected onto the screen was from a popular romance movie from long ago.
I have caught sight of it several times in TV commercials and heard many talk about how they have gone to watch it in the theatres.
Our Modern Japanese teacher was a newly appointed female teacher, a rare sight in our school.
I wonder if this is a case of a budding new love for our teacher here.
I tried guessing the teacher’s state of mind. As I was entertaining these thoughts, the movie started playing.
At current, we were in the middle phase of the movie.
It was at the point where the characters had all been introduced, and an explanation for the romance that had budded has been furnished.
At this point, where everyone was wondering how the story was going to develop, Kirasaka muttered from the side.
It was a mutter audible to only Shizuku and me.
“Why do they have to make it all so dramatic in movies?”
“……”
It was an abrupt and unexpected question.
With her chin resting on her hand, she seemed to be calmly analysing the movie, with an exceedingly serious expression.
“If you are looking for reality, then it should be plainer……which might be a faulty statement, but encounters in real life are not this dramatic, are they?” (Kirasaka)
“It isn’t something people look for in a movie……if it were to be exactly the same in movies as is in real life, it won’t be a valid creation.” (MC)
[TN – well, that ain’t true but oh well]
“Is that how it is……?” (Kirasaka)
That was why fantasies were popular.
Although this is an extreme example, people want things that don’t exist in reality.
After all, even mundane real-life encounters became dramatic in movies, as the people desired.
By doing so, you could attract the attention of the viewers.
Be that as it may, why am I talking about the production process of movies?
Though, it wouldn’t be anything more than my personal opinion.
Kirasaka wasn’t content with my explanation. Seemingly dissatisfied, she continued to watch the movie.
“However, it is precisely because the portrayal is different that you can’t help but admire it. “
Shizuku flashed a smile.
Words so innocent and dazzling that I had to look away from her.
Her words pricked my heart, probably because I was aware of her feelings for me.