Hello :-). Sorry I've been on hiatus for so long! Here's some K-Project for you!
They were still there.
Two days have passed since the heart of HOMRA passed away in the hands of the colourless king, but they were still there.
The items that belonged to him, staying, as if comforting yet mocking them. They didn't have the heart to take the things he had away, so the things stayed.
They stayed to comfort, to soothe.
Most importantly, they stayed to remind. Remind the world that he was once part of them, once part of HOMRA, once one of the brave men who stood next to the red king.
The useless, yet painfully beautiful items were proof that Totsuka Tatara indeed did exist.
Brat, wild animal trainer, whatever you wanted to call him, he existed.
And HOMRA couldn't ask for anymore.
Bittersweet? Review!