OH.MY.GOD. SEMPAI!

Spurred on by my recent reconnecting with Rach and Cait, I decided to see if I could find the one other person from high school I cared about finding, my closest friend in the CJSA, my Sempai, Charlie. All of my best memories of McMahon revolve around him: the notes we passed back and forth in classes, the phone calls, the wild antics with our host students, all our trips to NY to do karaoke (during which he invariably made me sing Marc's parts so he could sing Keiko), that time at the Japanese restaurant when we gushed in Japanese about the hot waiter only to realize he understood us, the day I convinced Mr. E to let me go with him to get his photo for the application to go to Japan and we went to Burger King, and then got busted by his mom when we went to his house to get the photo...

My Junior year would have been completely different with that amazing, irreverent, joyful, and bitchy boy.

Well...

I found him. God did I find him.



He looks so different. I didn't believe it was him until I checked his hometown and college.

Yes, my Sempai is now a gorgeous, glamorous singer in NYC, with two albums under his belt.

I remember all the talks we had and how it was his dream to be a j-pop singer in Japan, and now he's a singer in NY. And it makes me really, really proud of him, because although the details have changed, he's made his dream come true.

There's a line about how 'it's been so hard hiding who I am', and all I have to say to that is, honey, Sempai, you never ever hid, not even in high school.

"You're my Last Friends."

So, I finished Last Friends. I think the final episode may win for sheer number of times I cried during it.

I cried...6 times...

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