(Disclaimer: I don't own the character or the original story)
The grass had over grown and started hiding the grave. Laid on tip were roses, red roses to be exact. Tanpopo laid the final flower. She had dug up Erika's plant to move it to her grave.
Tanpopo worked on digging the hole for the plant as tears rolled down her cheeks. She wished that she could have saved Erika. She gently set the flower in the hole and started to put the dirt back in the hole around the flower. True Erika and her didn't get along the best but she didn't deserve this. A gray stone with her name Erika Yanahara, her birthday and her death date. Erika deserved better then this. She deserved a second chance. Why did Erika have to end her own life? Living is better then dieing. Tanpopo knew the pain that came from living and she also knew the pain from death. Tanpopo also knew the happiness of living and what life could bring, but Erika didn't give living a chance.
Tanpopo rolled back on her heels and cleared the grass and dirt from the grave. Her hand stopping at the date of death on Erika's grave. One year from this exact day.
One year from this day everything had changed.