Kenangan Photo Booth Sepulang Sekolah - 神威がくぽx巡音ルカ

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 Photo Booth Memories After School The next day after school, Luka finished packing her bag but didn't head straight toward the school gate as usual. She stood by the classroom door waiting for Gakupo. When he had put his last textbook into his bag, she quietly spoke. “Gakupo, is there anywhere you want to go today?” Gakupo looked up. “Why are you suddenly asking?” “Because... we've been staying at school doing homework so often lately. Maybe we're being a little too serious.” Luka smiled as she said it. “And graduation is getting closer. I want to do something a little different.” Gakupo thought for a moment. “Then where do you want to go?” “To a photo booth.” “A photo booth?” “Mm.” Luka nodded. “I've wanted to take photo booth pictures with you for a while, but we never found the right time.” Gakupo looked at her, a faint smile appearing in his eyes. “Sure.” The two of them left school together. The streets after school were livelier than the campus. The shops along the road had begun turning on their lights, and groups of students could be seen walking together around the corners. After walking for a while, they arrived at a shop filled with photo booths. Different styles of the latest photo booths were displayed near the entrance, and the laughter of other students could be heard from inside. Luka looked around and finally chose a booth with a relatively simple background. “How about this one?” Gakupo glanced at it. “If you like it.” “Then this one.” They stepped inside the booth. Once the screen lit up, various options appeared. Backgrounds, borders, stickers, and text styles—Luka looked through each one carefully. “This one is cute.” “Mm.” “This one is nice too.” “Mm.” “You're going to say yes no matter what I choose, aren't you?” Gakupo looked at her. “Because you seem to like all of them.” Luka paused. Then she lowered her head with a smile. “Then I'll choose everything I like.” “Okay.” The photo session began. The numbers on the screen slowly counted down. The two of them appeared together in the frame. There was no need to deliberately create any special effect, nor did they rush to decorate every picture with countless embellishments. They were simply two people leaving behind a few photographs together after school. When the session ended, Luka looked at the previews on the screen. “They look... more natural than I expected.” Gakupo looked at them too. “I think they're good.” “Really?” “Mm.” Luka carefully looked through each picture. In several of them, their expressions looked completely natural. One even looked like the two of them simply chatting after school. She suddenly became quiet. “It would be nice if we could still look at these after graduation.” Gakupo looked at her. “Of course we can.” “I know.” Luka smiled softly. “It just feels like there really isn't much time left for days like these.” Gakupo didn't answer immediately. After a moment, he said, “That's why we should keep them.” Luka looked at him. “Keep what?” “Our memories.” Those simple words made Luka's heart stir slightly. She lowered her eyes toward the photographs that were about to come out. “Then today counts as one too, right?” “Mm.” “A memory of us taking photo booth pictures together.” “Mm.” The photographs soon came out of the machine. Luka carefully picked them up and looked at the two of them in the pictures. A smile slowly appeared on her face. “I'll keep these somewhere safe.” Gakupo looked at her. “I'll keep mine too.” “Really?” “Of course.” By the time they left the shop, the sky had already grown completely dark. Luka put one of the photographs inside her wallet and carefully organized the rest. On the way home, she occasionally glanced down at them. The two people in the photographs didn't have any extraordinary story. They had simply gone to take photo booth pictures together after school. But perhaps precisely because it was so ordinary, it would still remind her of those school days many years later. Gakupo walked beside her without rushing her. The two of them continued down the street at an unhurried pace. Each of them carrying a photograph—a small memory of that particular afternoon after school. ------ Indonesia Keesokan harinya sepulang sekolah, Luka selesai merapikan tasnya, tetapi tidak langsung menuju gerbang sekolah seperti biasanya. Ia berdiri di dekat pintu kelas sambil menunggu Gakupo. Setelah Gakupo memasukkan buku pelajaran terakhirnya ke dalam tas, Luka berkata dengan lembut, “Gakupo, hari ini kamu ingin pergi ke suatu tempat?” Gakupo mengangkat kepalanya. “Kenapa tiba-tiba bertanya begitu?” “Karena akhir-akhir ini kita terlalu sering tinggal di sekolah untuk mengerjakan tugas. Rasanya kita terlalu serius.” Luka tersenyum setelah mengatakannya. “Dan kelulusan juga semakin dekat. Aku ingin melakukan sesuatu yang sedikit berbeda.” Gakupo berpikir sejenak. “Kalau begitu, kamu ingin pergi ke mana?” “Ke photo booth.” “Photo booth?” “Hmm.” Luka mengangguk. “Aku sudah lama ingin mengambil foto di photo booth bersamamu, hanya saja kita belum pernah menemukan waktu yang tepat.” Gakupo memandangnya, dengan senyum tipis di matanya. “Boleh.” Mereka pun meninggalkan sekolah bersama. Jalanan sepulang sekolah terasa lebih ramai daripada lingkungan sekolah. Toko-toko di sepanjang jalan mulai menyalakan lampu, sementara beberapa kelompok siswa berjalan bersama di sekitar persimpangan. Setelah berjalan beberapa saat, mereka tiba di sebuah tempat yang memiliki banyak photo booth. Berbagai pilihan desain photo booth terbaru terpajang di dekat pintu masuk, dan suara tawa para siswa lain terdengar dari dalam. Luka melihat-lihat sekeliling sebelum akhirnya memilih sebuah mesin dengan latar yang cukup sederhana. “Bagaimana kalau yang ini?” Gakupo melihatnya. “Kalau kamu suka.” “Kalau begitu, yang ini.” Mereka masuk ke dalam photo booth. Begitu layar menyala, berbagai pilihan muncul. Latar belakang, bingkai, stiker, hingga berbagai gaya tulisan. Luka melihat semuanya satu per satu dengan cukup teliti. “Yang ini lucu.” “Hmm.” “Yang ini juga bagus.” “Hmm.” “Kamu pasti akan bilang iya apa pun yang kupilih, kan?” Gakupo menatapnya. “Karena kelihatannya kamu menyukai semuanya.” Luka terdiam sejenak. Kemudian ia menundukkan kepala sambil tersenyum. “Kalau begitu, aku pilih semua yang kusuka.” “Boleh.” Sesi foto pun dimulai. Angka pada layar perlahan menghitung mundur. Keduanya muncul bersama di dalam bingkai. Tidak perlu membuat sesuatu yang terlalu istimewa, dan mereka juga tidak terburu-buru menghias setiap foto dengan terlalu banyak dekorasi. Mereka hanya dua orang yang meninggalkan beberapa foto bersama setelah pulang sekolah. Setelah sesi selesai, Luka melihat hasil pratinjau di layar. “Hasilnya... lebih natural daripada yang kukira.” Gakupo juga melihatnya. “Menurutku bagus.” “Benarkah?” “Hmm.” Luka melihat setiap foto dengan teliti. Dalam beberapa foto, ekspresi mereka terlihat sangat alami. Bahkan ada satu foto yang terlihat seperti mereka sedang mengobrol seperti biasanya setelah pulang sekolah. Luka tiba-tiba terdiam. “Andai setelah lulus nanti kita masih bisa melihat foto-foto ini.” Gakupo menatapnya. “Tentu saja bisa.” “Aku tahu.” Luka tersenyum lembut. “Hanya saja rasanya waktu untuk hari-hari seperti ini benar-benar semakin sedikit.” Gakupo tidak langsung menjawab. Setelah beberapa saat, ia berkata, “Karena itu, kita harus menyimpannya.” Luka menatapnya. “Menyimpan apa?” “Kenangan kita.” Dua kata sederhana itu membuat hati Luka sedikit bergetar. Ia menundukkan pandangan pada foto-foto yang sebentar lagi akan keluar. “Kalau begitu, hari ini juga termasuk salah satunya, kan?” “Hmm.” “Kenangan tentang kita pergi ke photo booth bersama.” “Hmm.” Foto-foto itu segera keluar dari mesin. Luka mengambilnya dengan hati-hati dan melihat gambar mereka berdua. Senyum perlahan muncul di wajahnya. “Aku akan menyimpan ini baik-baik.” Gakupo memandangnya. “Aku juga akan menyimpan punyaku.” “Benarkah?” “Tentu.” Ketika mereka keluar dari tempat itu, langit sudah sepenuhnya gelap. Luka memasukkan salah satu foto ke dalam dompetnya, lalu merapikan foto-foto lainnya. Dalam perjalanan pulang, sesekali ia menunduk untuk melihatnya. Dua orang di dalam foto itu tidak memiliki kisah yang luar biasa. Mereka hanya pergi mengambil foto bersama setelah pulang sekolah. Namun mungkin justru karena semuanya begitu sederhana, kenangan itu akan tetap membuatnya teringat pada masa-masa sekolah mereka bahkan bertahun-tahun kemudian. Gakupo berjalan di sampingnya tanpa mendesaknya. Mereka terus berjalan dengan santai di sepanjang jalan. Masing-masing membawa satu foto—sebuah kenangan kecil dari sore sepulang sekolah itu.