A week. A month. A year has passed.

To this day, I still wonder how I can survive, smile, laugh, and love, even when I could never forget that horrible day.

The day Kamiya-san passed.

The day before he was gone, he looked so energic. Full of smiles and sadistic traits, including when he's with me. Despite the painful disease, Kamiya-san has always managed to make us laugh either with his "unique" taste of jokes, bullying the other seiyuus or bringing out his tsundere side (although most of them are unintentional).

There are days where Kamiya-san would rant about how painful the disease he carried, or the treatment he has to go through, or the piling work, regarding his status as one of the most successful and popular seiyuus in our time. But those things are less compared to the wise, happy and touching things he has said during his lifetime.

When everyone heard about Kamiya-san admitted to the hospital after his physical condition dropped all of a sudden at the end of an anime event, my heart was already hoping for him to make it, while doubting at the same time - thinking about what if he won't make it and all. I couldn't come by his side because I had work at the same time, but I managed to go to the hospital and visit him. I kept on guard until it was late, and I went home, leaving his family to watch over Kamiya-san.

I got home, showered, and went to bed, while hoping for Kamiya-san to get better. Before I knew it, tears dropped as I was about to sleep, over the thought of Kamiya-san gone, forever...

And I shouldn't have thought that. I shouldn't have doubts.

The following day, I woke up to a call from Kamiya-san's mother, informing me that he's no longer with us. His heartbeat stopped right before dawn - around 5 A.M. in the morning. I hunged up after thanking his mother for informing me, letting my body collapsed to my bed.

I couldn't cry out loud. All I could do was weeping silently.

I lost my brother figure. My best friend. A person who's like one of my family.

I still got to say my last goodbye to him before he was put six feet underground. Everyone did, sending off in tears.

And today, a year from that day, I'm standing right here. In front of Kamiya-san's grave.

Kamiya-san, it's still hard for us to live without you, but don't worry, we'll keep living. And I get that we can't stay sad about this, you're in a better place now...

I... I just miss you. I even hoped for you to come back, but you would hit me and say that I shouldn't hope for something like that, because your death would be in vain if I didn't live to the fullest anymore.

...

Thank you for everything, Kamiya-san.

Well then, I'll be leaving now. Until we meet again.

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(Note : The characters in this fanfic, Hiroshi Kamiya and Daisuke Ono (the narrator of the story), are seiyuus, or anime voice actors, who have voiced various popular characters. Roles by Kamiya include Levi from Shingeki no Kyojin, Yato from Noragami, Izaya from Durarara. While roles by Ono are Sebastian from Kuroshitsuji, Seishuu Handa from Barakamon and Kokkuri-san from Gugure! Kokkuri-san)

Hi guys ^-^/ So, did you enjoy the angst? I once wrote a multi-chapter story with the same pairing with the same person getting sick, but the plot sucked hard and I stopped it. And just like my previous fanfic, I was inspired to write this thanks to another K-pop song, TVXQ's Before U Go.

I might run out of inspiration to write, so if you have any requests you can PM me or write it down along your review! Reviews and feedbacks are very welcomed. :3