His life revolved around a series of beeps.
Sixty three beeps meant a good day.
Forty seven beeps meant a bad day.
And thirty-two beeps?
That meant a very, very bad day.
Ever since he turned seven, there had been more bad days than good days in his life.
Constricted by the four grey walls of his hospital room; his life was filled with an endless amount of tests and needles.
It was an endless cycle.
Sometimes he wished the days would end.
Until –
He met her.
Ayu.
His own guardian angel.
She was the one who understood.
She was the one who brought him joy.
She was the one who he adored.
Instead of his life revolving around a beep, it revolved around her.
When Ayu came to see him?
Those were the best days.
Those were the days he wanted to remember.
And those were the days he wanted to relive.
If he could only live for one day more –
He'd go to see the sky.
Their sky.