AN : So, aside from an upcoming Rimahiko story that may or may not be uploaded today, this is all I have planned for a while. I'm going to focus on rewriting both Letters, Surviving, as Colors, since they all lack quality.
stay with me
He had stroked her hair; patiently, gently, as she told her story. She had cried in front of him, attaching herself to his shirt and moistening it with her tears. He had shrugged off the sleepiness to wake over her, just like he promised. In return, she gave him a thankful kiss on the cheek.
When morning came, he stood up. She was still soundlessly asleep, wore down thanks to her own emotions. He had smiled in her direction, even though she wouldn't see.
She woke up hours later; he wasn't there. She saw the note, and recognized his handwriting.
He had really stayed at her side.
AN: Kuukaimu without any mentioning of name or appearance. Can it really be considered Kuukaimu, then? Well, who knows.