"amu recieved a phone call from rima. With out wasting any second you left tadase in a hurry

and rushed to Ikuto's location. There rima was sitting weeping and sobbing beside the lifeless man..."

"Mama, what are these?" a six yearold little boy tugged his mother's dress, she looked down finding her son holding out what little things his mini hand could carry. The adorbale kid held out six papers, all in varieties of shapes and colours.

The mother squated down eye level with the tiny child. She took one of the folded papers, and stared at it as memories began to rush through her head.

*Flashback seven years ago*

For the past three years amu has been crushing on tadase .A very sweet, childish, guy not forgetting to mention his sharp looks that grabbed every girl's attention, his charming smile, which never failed to melt hundreds of girls heart.

amus been dreaming of him confessing to her self for so many times, countless imaginations built up, never getting tired them, hoping that one day, it would be outside your head. It just happened to be in that one afternoon...It was a dream come true...

[IKUTO's POV]

She escaped my grip. I turned back and saw her running, I slowly walked tailing behind her. I was about to walk in the room, when I heard Jonghyun. I didn't continue to walk, instead, I leaned on the wall beside the door. I stared at the ground, wishing that he woulnd't continue as I know where their conversation will lead to. As I heard what the last thing I wanted to hear from him, I tilted my head back to the wall, staring completely at the white ceiling.

I walked off before they even got out of the classroom. I was one step closer to the gate, but before I could get out of the school ground, my body weakend, my vision became fuzzy, the sound waves travelling to my eardrums were blocked out...