365 days for you and me
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Book Introduction
On the first day of the new semester, when the cherry blossoms are unusually white, Soya, an ordinary boy celebrating his seventeenth birthday, meets Hina, a girl who has been transferred from a special class to a regular class, and falls in love at first sight.
But at the end of an exciting day with Hinawa, what awaited Soya was a black letter in the mailbox in front of her house.
It was a letter informing of a colorless disease that causes the loss of color one by one and eventually leads to death.
As if things weren't bad enough, Soya's secret was discovered by Hina, who happened to pick up a letter in the classroom the next day.
In my fear and confusion, I end up venting my anger by asking if he will even date me for the remaining year.
But then, an unexpected answer came back from Hina with a smile.
“Why did you promise me a year?”
The surprising debut work of young Japanese writer Yui Ha, “365 Days of You and Me.”
This work, which the author began writing when he was a high school student and completed during his college years, is a love story that begins with a contractual relationship between Soya, a boy with autism who has only one year to live, and Hina, the top girl in the school who ends up sitting next to him.
It was praised as an “overwhelming reversal romance” for its beautiful portrayal of the pure excitement of first love and the anxious youth facing tragedy in color and monochrome.
Readers will be captivated by this tightly woven narrative of fateful events and seasonal episodes, leaving them with another unforgettable and moving love story.
But at the end of an exciting day with Hinawa, what awaited Soya was a black letter in the mailbox in front of her house.
It was a letter informing of a colorless disease that causes the loss of color one by one and eventually leads to death.
As if things weren't bad enough, Soya's secret was discovered by Hina, who happened to pick up a letter in the classroom the next day.
In my fear and confusion, I end up venting my anger by asking if he will even date me for the remaining year.
But then, an unexpected answer came back from Hina with a smile.
“Why did you promise me a year?”
The surprising debut work of young Japanese writer Yui Ha, “365 Days of You and Me.”
This work, which the author began writing when he was a high school student and completed during his college years, is a love story that begins with a contractual relationship between Soya, a boy with autism who has only one year to live, and Hina, the top girl in the school who ends up sitting next to him.
It was praised as an “overwhelming reversal romance” for its beautiful portrayal of the pure excitement of first love and the anxious youth facing tragedy in color and monochrome.
Readers will be captivated by this tightly woven narrative of fateful events and seasonal episodes, leaving them with another unforgettable and moving love story.
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Shine on the window
1/365 days
8/365 days
68/365 days
91/365 days
99/365 days
115/365 days
148/365 days
181/365 days
228/365 days
269/365 days
358/365 days
365/365 days
Epilogue
1/365 days
8/365 days
68/365 days
91/365 days
99/365 days
115/365 days
148/365 days
181/365 days
228/365 days
269/365 days
358/365 days
365/365 days
Epilogue
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It was as if it was snowing.
Pure white cherry blossom petals were spread out like a carpet on the asphalt.
---From the "first sentence"
“……Do you know what it is called when it rains and cherry blossoms scatter and float away?”
“Someone taught me that before.
What was it… … .”
“Cherry blossoms are blooming.”
Sakura Nagashi.
I've heard that before.
“Oh, right.”
I snapped my fingers and started walking again.
You followed me a little way back.
“Rain that makes the petals in full bloom fall.
“Isn’t that a cool name?”
I looked back and nodded in agreement.
--- p.22
“How ironic……hey.”
A voice suddenly popped out while I was running.
I've finally noticed all the colors that I used to take for granted and didn't care about.
The bright yellow flowers blooming on the way to school, the lush green grass along the roadside, the gray rocks that almost made me trip.
The clothes worn by people coming and going, the color of their skin, and even the blue surrounding the sky.
The world after I got the disease seemed much more colorful than before.
--- p.46
We live our lives losing something precious in order to gain something else.
Just as I chose you now and didn't hold the hand of an old friend.
--- p.72
The flowers floating in the air bloomed and withered, fell like rain, and then turned to ash.
The large flower that had bloomed with a sound changed from blue to gray and disappeared.
The sky that spread out before my eyes sometimes looked like a black and white photograph.
Maybe it's the red series.
It looked gray to my eyes because it glowed blue and then changed to red.
The flowers that decorated the navy blue sky had a grayish tint here and there, and at first glance they didn't look pretty, but I was surprised to see that they were much prettier than the fireworks I saw last year.
--- pp.119~120
No matter how tightly I tie the red thread connecting our little fingers, I will eventually break it myself.
The trace of the tightly tied thread will remain vivid on your little finger.
Because it's proof that I was alive.
But one day, that trace will disappear and someone else's thread will gently wrap around your fingers.
Our thread, broken and falling to the ground, will be trampled by the feet of passersby and eventually become tattered, without even a shape left behind.
--- pp.141~142
You stared intently at the tank where jellyfish were swimming.
Contrary to his tone, he didn't seem to care what I said.
“What’s good about it?”
“Well… it looks like it’s floating, but it’s actually swimming, and somehow it’s both fleeting and pretty.”
“You look like Hina.”
"okay?"
"huh.
“It’s like I can catch it but I can’t, it’s here but it’s not there.”
The jellyfish swimming in the tank looked like fireworks I had seen in summer.
The streams of light that rose high into the sky and then fell back down resembled tentacles.
It seemed like time had stopped that day.
--- pp.200~201
'My name is Soya.
Shinto Soya.
you?'
'… … Hina.
Tachinami Hina.'
You hesitated, then lifted your lips and told me your name.
'I see, Hina.
How do you write it in Chinese characters?'
'Write the character for silk (緋) and the character for the quince tree (奈).'
Silk rain?
'It also means red.'
'Aha! My name, Soya, is written with the character for blue (蒼).'
'I see.'
'Awesome, it's red and blue!'
--- p.214
You raised your head.
His face, devoid of playfulness, looked as lonely as ever.
“Until the last moment when all the colors disappear from the world you see, I want to remain beautiful.”
I bit my lips hard when I first heard those words.
Have you always thought that way?
I want to be seen clearly in my eyes until the last moment of my life.
--- p.226
The world, from which almost all color had disappeared, was not as desolate as I had thought.
Every single expression on your face as you smiled in front of me was etched into my mind like a black and white photograph.
Your faintly visible light blue shirt dress fluttered in the wind.
Light blue is the last color to disappear from my sight in a few days.
Even though I couldn't see the colors, I couldn't take my eyes off the scenery unfolding before my eyes.
Perhaps this will be the second time you and I have seen cherry blossoms together.
--- p.261
I'll soon lose track of what color the sky is.
What color are the trees?
Even if the person you love blushes and smiles shyly, you won't recognize them.
So, until the very end, I want to stay by the person I love's side and see the world he or she sees.
Until the day when the whole world is ruled by black and white.
Pure white cherry blossom petals were spread out like a carpet on the asphalt.
---From the "first sentence"
“……Do you know what it is called when it rains and cherry blossoms scatter and float away?”
“Someone taught me that before.
What was it… … .”
“Cherry blossoms are blooming.”
Sakura Nagashi.
I've heard that before.
“Oh, right.”
I snapped my fingers and started walking again.
You followed me a little way back.
“Rain that makes the petals in full bloom fall.
“Isn’t that a cool name?”
I looked back and nodded in agreement.
--- p.22
“How ironic……hey.”
A voice suddenly popped out while I was running.
I've finally noticed all the colors that I used to take for granted and didn't care about.
The bright yellow flowers blooming on the way to school, the lush green grass along the roadside, the gray rocks that almost made me trip.
The clothes worn by people coming and going, the color of their skin, and even the blue surrounding the sky.
The world after I got the disease seemed much more colorful than before.
--- p.46
We live our lives losing something precious in order to gain something else.
Just as I chose you now and didn't hold the hand of an old friend.
--- p.72
The flowers floating in the air bloomed and withered, fell like rain, and then turned to ash.
The large flower that had bloomed with a sound changed from blue to gray and disappeared.
The sky that spread out before my eyes sometimes looked like a black and white photograph.
Maybe it's the red series.
It looked gray to my eyes because it glowed blue and then changed to red.
The flowers that decorated the navy blue sky had a grayish tint here and there, and at first glance they didn't look pretty, but I was surprised to see that they were much prettier than the fireworks I saw last year.
--- pp.119~120
No matter how tightly I tie the red thread connecting our little fingers, I will eventually break it myself.
The trace of the tightly tied thread will remain vivid on your little finger.
Because it's proof that I was alive.
But one day, that trace will disappear and someone else's thread will gently wrap around your fingers.
Our thread, broken and falling to the ground, will be trampled by the feet of passersby and eventually become tattered, without even a shape left behind.
--- pp.141~142
You stared intently at the tank where jellyfish were swimming.
Contrary to his tone, he didn't seem to care what I said.
“What’s good about it?”
“Well… it looks like it’s floating, but it’s actually swimming, and somehow it’s both fleeting and pretty.”
“You look like Hina.”
"okay?"
"huh.
“It’s like I can catch it but I can’t, it’s here but it’s not there.”
The jellyfish swimming in the tank looked like fireworks I had seen in summer.
The streams of light that rose high into the sky and then fell back down resembled tentacles.
It seemed like time had stopped that day.
--- pp.200~201
'My name is Soya.
Shinto Soya.
you?'
'… … Hina.
Tachinami Hina.'
You hesitated, then lifted your lips and told me your name.
'I see, Hina.
How do you write it in Chinese characters?'
'Write the character for silk (緋) and the character for the quince tree (奈).'
Silk rain?
'It also means red.'
'Aha! My name, Soya, is written with the character for blue (蒼).'
'I see.'
'Awesome, it's red and blue!'
--- p.214
You raised your head.
His face, devoid of playfulness, looked as lonely as ever.
“Until the last moment when all the colors disappear from the world you see, I want to remain beautiful.”
I bit my lips hard when I first heard those words.
Have you always thought that way?
I want to be seen clearly in my eyes until the last moment of my life.
--- p.226
The world, from which almost all color had disappeared, was not as desolate as I had thought.
Every single expression on your face as you smiled in front of me was etched into my mind like a black and white photograph.
Your faintly visible light blue shirt dress fluttered in the wind.
Light blue is the last color to disappear from my sight in a few days.
Even though I couldn't see the colors, I couldn't take my eyes off the scenery unfolding before my eyes.
Perhaps this will be the second time you and I have seen cherry blossoms together.
--- p.261
I'll soon lose track of what color the sky is.
What color are the trees?
Even if the person you love blushes and smiles shyly, you won't recognize them.
So, until the very end, I want to stay by the person I love's side and see the world he or she sees.
Until the day when the whole world is ruled by black and white.
--- p.310
Publisher's Review
The past does not return, only the future changes.
In the midst of sadness that welled up to the very tip of my tongue, I drew a deep love that I could not swallow no matter what.
-Yu Iha (author)
If this book seems like an ordinary romance novel, I would definitely recommend you turn the pages.
There is another hidden story that only those who read to the end will know.
-Kim Ji-yeon (translator)
“I won’t give up on living because you’re here.”
The weight of hope that had to be endured to face death
Soya, who was living an ordinary life, falls in love at first sight with Hina, who approaches him and comments on her pretty hair color in the classroom he entered with his best friend Kakeru on the first day of the new semester.
Soya's first love comes to her on her seventeenth birthday.
His world, once filled with freedom, blossomed for the first time.
But Soya's unusually special day is shattered in an instant by a black letter she finds on her way home from school.
A disease with an incidence of 1 in 100,000 that began to become prevalent 10 years ago.
A disease with a 100% fatality rate, known to cause death after about a year, with colors disappearing one by one from the field of vision.
The Black Letter, the death letter that notifies the very same colorless disease.
This meant that Soya had been found to have an abnormality in her color vision test, which she did every year. Soya rushed to the hospital and was informed by the doctor that she had color blindness, which made her feel disheartened.
Soya realized that the cherry blossoms had already disappeared from her sight.
With the sole intention of not preparing for a breakup, he decides to keep it a secret from his family and friends.
But the next day, Hina, who had picked up the letter, catches him with a bottle of chrysanthemums and suddenly becomes very emotional, asking him if he will date her for the remaining year out of pity for her fear of death.
But for some reason, Hina, with a smile on her face, kisses him, saying that she will remain silent and be his girlfriend for a year.
Soya finds it difficult to accept the reality of the disease that is upon her, and as she feels the growing fear of death, she confronts her changing self.
Still, he remembers how precious each day with Hinawa is as he crosses off the days that have passed with scissors on the calendar.
Soya, who decided to take responsibility for the hope she barely held onto through Hina in a desperate situation, does not give up on living.
This image of Soya, in its own unique setting of a disease that causes color to disappear, shines with a colorful light and resonates deeply.
“I want to be clearly reflected in your eyes until the very end.”
The magnitude of love that no one can readily measure
On the day the two first met, Soya asked Hina, who was ranked first in the entire school and was in a special class, why she was demoted to a regular class.
Then Hina says something strange, like she wants to do something other than studying, which is no longer necessary.
Also, when asked if he likes cherry blossoms on his first walk home from school with Soya, he answers yes because it is a precious memory.
Hina's story, shrouded in mystery, presents great shock and surprise as a contract relationship transforms into true love.
In the latter half, the reason why Hina accepted the contract relationship is revealed, and a hidden twist in the ending is revealed.
If Soya is a boy who is trying to find his will to live after the sudden collapse of his boring daily life, Hina is a girl who wants to go off the rails laid by others and take a side road.
Perhaps that's why every new experience Hina experiences is completed with memories with Soya.
Instead, Hina consistently shows strength and consideration by Soya's side, who is gripped by vague anxiety, and achieves the first love that she almost lost forever.
It's like Soya's eyes, which have lost almost all color, are focused only on the blue-colored clothes and objects that will finally disappear.
Also, when Soya is struggling with her relationship with her childhood friend Rika, he advises her that in order to gain something precious, she must lose or give up something else.
The calm and strong love that Hina shows in the work touches the softest and most fragile part of the reader's subconscious.
It gives you a deep and vague feeling, like smelling a forgotten scent.
Hina's sincerity that she doesn't have the power to change anything, but can dream of a natural tomorrow because they have each other, brings the tearful epilogue to a climax.
Only after finishing the book can the reader truly feel the magnitude of Hina's love.
A record of n/365 days that shines brighter as it loses color
A story of life, love, and friendship that we see but cannot see.
From one day to 365 days, from spring to the next, from cherry blossoms to the color of water, and from the beginning to the end of love.
This book is a record of the n/365 days left behind by the boys and girls who became us.
Every moment of the year, flowing along in a completely natural way without any distortion or twisting, is played back as it is, unedited, like a rough camcorder video.
Thanks to this, I can stay with Soya and Hina for n days as if a lukewarm spring breeze is blowing through while reading the book.
We watch with bated breath to see how their promised time will pass and what kind of ending it will bring.
As each color fades from Soya's vision, his world shines brightly.
Although it is a novel, you can feel the ecstasy of various colors and the hazy emotion of black and white through the author's unique description of colors that are visually appealing to the eyes.
The colors blue and red in Soya and Hina's names appear whenever we forget, amplifying the waves of emotion.
The same is true when Soya gazes at Hina's sad eyes that are gradually turning gray, or when he watches fireworks losing their life moment by moment, or when he looks at the gray jellyfish swimming in the tank.
The process of them understanding each other and developing feelings for each other and then fading away is expressed in delicate colors, creating a panorama.
The author stated that he wrote this book to convey the fact that our daily lives can suddenly fall apart.
He asked the reader to read it with the thought that tomorrow might not come.
He added that it is important to live each day without regrets in the face of unexpected breakups.
A past narrative that goes back eight years, a love story that desperately hopes for a future that will never come, and foreshadowing that is neatly recalled like connecting the dots to complete a picture.
The story "365 Days of You and Me," which makes us realize the beauty of everyday life and love that we cannot see even though it is visible to our eyes, will remain as an afterimage that appears in spring as the two people wished and will be remembered forever.
In the midst of sadness that welled up to the very tip of my tongue, I drew a deep love that I could not swallow no matter what.
-Yu Iha (author)
If this book seems like an ordinary romance novel, I would definitely recommend you turn the pages.
There is another hidden story that only those who read to the end will know.
-Kim Ji-yeon (translator)
“I won’t give up on living because you’re here.”
The weight of hope that had to be endured to face death
Soya, who was living an ordinary life, falls in love at first sight with Hina, who approaches him and comments on her pretty hair color in the classroom he entered with his best friend Kakeru on the first day of the new semester.
Soya's first love comes to her on her seventeenth birthday.
His world, once filled with freedom, blossomed for the first time.
But Soya's unusually special day is shattered in an instant by a black letter she finds on her way home from school.
A disease with an incidence of 1 in 100,000 that began to become prevalent 10 years ago.
A disease with a 100% fatality rate, known to cause death after about a year, with colors disappearing one by one from the field of vision.
The Black Letter, the death letter that notifies the very same colorless disease.
This meant that Soya had been found to have an abnormality in her color vision test, which she did every year. Soya rushed to the hospital and was informed by the doctor that she had color blindness, which made her feel disheartened.
Soya realized that the cherry blossoms had already disappeared from her sight.
With the sole intention of not preparing for a breakup, he decides to keep it a secret from his family and friends.
But the next day, Hina, who had picked up the letter, catches him with a bottle of chrysanthemums and suddenly becomes very emotional, asking him if he will date her for the remaining year out of pity for her fear of death.
But for some reason, Hina, with a smile on her face, kisses him, saying that she will remain silent and be his girlfriend for a year.
Soya finds it difficult to accept the reality of the disease that is upon her, and as she feels the growing fear of death, she confronts her changing self.
Still, he remembers how precious each day with Hinawa is as he crosses off the days that have passed with scissors on the calendar.
Soya, who decided to take responsibility for the hope she barely held onto through Hina in a desperate situation, does not give up on living.
This image of Soya, in its own unique setting of a disease that causes color to disappear, shines with a colorful light and resonates deeply.
“I want to be clearly reflected in your eyes until the very end.”
The magnitude of love that no one can readily measure
On the day the two first met, Soya asked Hina, who was ranked first in the entire school and was in a special class, why she was demoted to a regular class.
Then Hina says something strange, like she wants to do something other than studying, which is no longer necessary.
Also, when asked if he likes cherry blossoms on his first walk home from school with Soya, he answers yes because it is a precious memory.
Hina's story, shrouded in mystery, presents great shock and surprise as a contract relationship transforms into true love.
In the latter half, the reason why Hina accepted the contract relationship is revealed, and a hidden twist in the ending is revealed.
If Soya is a boy who is trying to find his will to live after the sudden collapse of his boring daily life, Hina is a girl who wants to go off the rails laid by others and take a side road.
Perhaps that's why every new experience Hina experiences is completed with memories with Soya.
Instead, Hina consistently shows strength and consideration by Soya's side, who is gripped by vague anxiety, and achieves the first love that she almost lost forever.
It's like Soya's eyes, which have lost almost all color, are focused only on the blue-colored clothes and objects that will finally disappear.
Also, when Soya is struggling with her relationship with her childhood friend Rika, he advises her that in order to gain something precious, she must lose or give up something else.
The calm and strong love that Hina shows in the work touches the softest and most fragile part of the reader's subconscious.
It gives you a deep and vague feeling, like smelling a forgotten scent.
Hina's sincerity that she doesn't have the power to change anything, but can dream of a natural tomorrow because they have each other, brings the tearful epilogue to a climax.
Only after finishing the book can the reader truly feel the magnitude of Hina's love.
A record of n/365 days that shines brighter as it loses color
A story of life, love, and friendship that we see but cannot see.
From one day to 365 days, from spring to the next, from cherry blossoms to the color of water, and from the beginning to the end of love.
This book is a record of the n/365 days left behind by the boys and girls who became us.
Every moment of the year, flowing along in a completely natural way without any distortion or twisting, is played back as it is, unedited, like a rough camcorder video.
Thanks to this, I can stay with Soya and Hina for n days as if a lukewarm spring breeze is blowing through while reading the book.
We watch with bated breath to see how their promised time will pass and what kind of ending it will bring.
As each color fades from Soya's vision, his world shines brightly.
Although it is a novel, you can feel the ecstasy of various colors and the hazy emotion of black and white through the author's unique description of colors that are visually appealing to the eyes.
The colors blue and red in Soya and Hina's names appear whenever we forget, amplifying the waves of emotion.
The same is true when Soya gazes at Hina's sad eyes that are gradually turning gray, or when he watches fireworks losing their life moment by moment, or when he looks at the gray jellyfish swimming in the tank.
The process of them understanding each other and developing feelings for each other and then fading away is expressed in delicate colors, creating a panorama.
The author stated that he wrote this book to convey the fact that our daily lives can suddenly fall apart.
He asked the reader to read it with the thought that tomorrow might not come.
He added that it is important to live each day without regrets in the face of unexpected breakups.
A past narrative that goes back eight years, a love story that desperately hopes for a future that will never come, and foreshadowing that is neatly recalled like connecting the dots to complete a picture.
The story "365 Days of You and Me," which makes us realize the beauty of everyday life and love that we cannot see even though it is visible to our eyes, will remain as an afterimage that appears in spring as the two people wished and will be remembered forever.
GOODS SPECIFICS
- Date of issue: March 14, 2023
- Page count, weight, size: 320 pages | 370g | 128*188*30mm
- ISBN13: 9791192579450
- ISBN10: 1192579453
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