Make A Wish
Fifteen year old Miyu Kouzuki sat down at her favorite swing in that deserted park, not bothering to wipe away the tears that were still flowing along her cheeks. She sniffed as the cold air swept across her face, as she vaguely realized the beginning of a cold.
She closed her olive green eyes which usually had a life of their own was now looking practically lifeless. She took a deep breath, wishing that she could forget everything… erase everything that had happened in the past few weeks…
She opened her eyes as she felt someone take the other empty swing beside her but didn't bother to turn.
The mystic wind blew again, the softest way possible, touching their skin, moving their hair by an inch. In that night of the full moon, he was clearly visible if not by his full white clothes, but at least by his pale skin which contrasted highly with his dark chocolate brown hair which made his already handsome face more good looking, if that was possible.
The brunet grabbed the chains to the swings lightly, his eyes softened with some guilt as he moved the swing with his feet sporting white sneakers. The noise that the rusted chains to the swing was the only sound that could be heard in that deserted park.
"I'm sorry…"
His warm voice was not unheard by the blonde as she turned to face him and smiled, her tears stopping for a second as she spoke.
"Not your fault," she said, her voice now a little hoarse from all her crying.
"No…" the brunet tilted his head back lightly, and sighed, "I made you cry…"
Miyu smiled as she said simply, "You didn't…" and finished with a faraway look in her eyes, "he did…"
End Prologue