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Author: Tha Wrecka
E-mail: scorpionightmare@yahoo.com
Summary: On Shige's evolving relationship with his camera.
Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction, written entirely without malice, and the author intends no defamation.
It's just a hobby but it's one he puts a lot of time and effort into and one he takes pride in. He'd always liked photography, the ways light ran over images and the way a camera lens could give something meaning.
Like with most things he'd been terrible when he was younger, always cutting off parts of heads and accidentally taking photos of feet. Occasionally he would take a good photo by accident - maybe something that captured interesting shadow patterns or a bird in flight - and those he treasured but when he failed Koyama could always be counted on to make fun of him. You must really like my right arm if you take a picture of it, he would say, or Shige must like taking pictures of his thumbs.
When he decides he wants to learn how to take good pictures and stop doing stupid things with his camera, at least Koyama is open to being on the other side of the lens a lot. At first Koyama makes silly poses or pretends he's posing for something ridiculous whenever Shige holds his camera up but over time he just gets used to Shige taking pictures all the time.
Shige gets better at it and the pictures get nicer. He still takes pictures of dumb things like flower beds and lamp posts but it's on purpose now and the pictures have meaning, at least to him.
It's the pictures of things he loves, the more private pictures, that turn out best. He has a picture of his mother in the bathroom, arms smudged with powdery cleaning product that he loves. One of his favourite pictures of Koyama is of him horribly hungover and leaning into his breakfast. Koyama wishes he'd throw that one out. Generally, Koyama doesn't really get why Shige wants to have pictures of people brushing their teeth or washing the dishes but he has long ago accepted that his best friend is a big weirdo.