Rima-centric, dedicated to those crybabies because IT'S NOT WRONG TO CRY.
She promised to herself that she wouldn't cry.
She even told her indigo-haired friend that she wouldn't cry.
Rima made herself believe that sadness is nothing but a word with no meaning.
But she was no fool.
Rima recalled a string of memories, ranging from happy to sad. She only saw that her true ally through the sad memories was Kusukusu, but she was no longer physically around.
All the happiness she had now, from recalling her happy memories, were now replaced by a pang of sadness at the thought of not being able to see her ally anymore, despite them joining hearts already.
Rima shrugged off all her emotions as she headed outside, the chilly autumn evening wind making her shiver a little. She went to the one place where her thoughts can go undisturbed, no matter who disturbs her; the park.
Of course, the park is nothing but an abandoned place in the evening, so she was sure that no one will go here.
However she was proven wrong when a certain indigo haired boy sat beside her on the bench.
"Rima-chan," Nagihiko said. The blonde paid no attention to the boy who had just arrived. "I heard about it already. I know you probably don't want to talk, but I just want to say that it's alright to cry."
Rima's eyes widened. She turned but Nagihiko had already left. Tears had began falling uncontrollably and she tried to wipe them.
'I didn't know I was such a crybaby until now,' Rima thought, a small smile forming.
"I'll miss you guys," she said out loud, looking up to the sky. "I'll start anew in America but I won't forget you."
Keep moving forward in your own pace, towards your future.
So I actually decided to make an Ikuto-centric fic that I will post shortly after this.
So review on your way out. I just wanna see if you guys are actually reading. Flame or not.
Gokigenyou!