::WARNING:: Death, angst, and romance pathetic, huh?. This was
written by a manic-depressant this is true who is in a very angsty mode.
Disclaimer: look for at the end of the story
Arimi cried in her bedroom. It had been months since Ginta had died in that stupid car accident. What made her mad was that it was partially her fault. He was drunk, but she had made him very angry. She didn't know what she was saying. She was at her oat's end over Yuu and she had taken it out on him. She deeply regretted every word she said when he left, but she regretted them even more when she got news the next day from Miki about the accident.
The funeral had gone as well as funerals go. At least for someone almost everyone loved, despite his hotheadedness.
Ginta. The word flowed easily through her mind. She missed him. She had liked him a lot. He knew it. He had liked her. But she was always denying her true feelings for him. While he aimed to please her, she was still hung over on Yuu. It made her angry now. She wished she could've changed that. She wished she could've seen how much he loved her. And how much she loved him back.
But it was too late for that. Ginta was gone forever. And Arimi continued to weep as she thought of him.
::Disclaimer:: I warned you that I was in a particularly angsty mood. Anyway, this isn't an author note, so I'll get to the true point. Not that way, for those who know me. Marmaredo Boi isn't mine. I did not ask the consent of the true owner when I wrote this and I am using his/her I'm not quite sure who the creator is since I can't read kanji and I only have the last three manga all in Japanese characters without legal permission. But I have nothing of any real market, not sentimental value, so don't sue anyway, because you'll end up with nothing.
Disclaimer: look for at the end of the story
Arimi cried in her bedroom. It had been months since Ginta had died in that stupid car accident. What made her mad was that it was partially her fault. He was drunk, but she had made him very angry. She didn't know what she was saying. She was at her oat's end over Yuu and she had taken it out on him. She deeply regretted every word she said when he left, but she regretted them even more when she got news the next day from Miki about the accident.
The funeral had gone as well as funerals go. At least for someone almost everyone loved, despite his hotheadedness.
Ginta. The word flowed easily through her mind. She missed him. She had liked him a lot. He knew it. He had liked her. But she was always denying her true feelings for him. While he aimed to please her, she was still hung over on Yuu. It made her angry now. She wished she could've changed that. She wished she could've seen how much he loved her. And how much she loved him back.
But it was too late for that. Ginta was gone forever. And Arimi continued to weep as she thought of him.
::Disclaimer:: I warned you that I was in a particularly angsty mood. Anyway, this isn't an author note, so I'll get to the true point. Not that way, for those who know me. Marmaredo Boi isn't mine. I did not ask the consent of the true owner when I wrote this and I am using his/her I'm not quite sure who the creator is since I can't read kanji and I only have the last three manga all in Japanese characters without legal permission. But I have nothing of any real market, not sentimental value, so don't sue anyway, because you'll end up with nothing.