Drawn with white-board dry erase maker, a blue, messy smiley face is drawn on my right hand. The adventures Michael has during trigonometry. It's very distracting, actually, and I want to erase it but then I don't because my friend drew it.
Pay attention to and notice the subtle, sad, goodbye hints because…things. Don't hate me. But there's those sad goodbyes and accepting things hints. Note: the kanji brackets quote the ED 'Sakura Rock' from KHR, so that is why the kanji brackets are so 1) first-person 2) sappy 3) romantic 4) immaturity that comes with the illiterate-ness. They are song lyrics of an ED Ko loves very much. So there's the explanation. After you read the chapter, at the end I put some excerpts of the lyrics together. Read if you like!
Surprisingly. Ko is actually very sad at this point. Personally, it was very fun to write the ridiculousness-present-in-the-manga humor, with Neko-Haru vs. Rin, Nitori, and the Rei and Nagisa duo. Is it bad to miss writing? Because I'm really, really going to miss the ridiculous humor with Neko-Haru vs. Rin. The fish tank scene last chapter was kind of a goodbye. It was supposed to give hints of "Haru and Rin's last date!" Before it's over, practically.
(Bad Haru, you made Rin sound heartbroken on that first/last date. Though it really was not. I'm laughing forever, okay.)
Then, of course, the inner romantic part (Shut up, Jaeger, I can so sweep people off their feet) of me had to end it like that. They part the way they first meet-see? Thankyou to everyone who noticed that. Quoted, "Dramatic and beautiful," by risingstarshine.
Warning: Ko is about to set you off on a rollercoaster of _. (Fill in the previous blank with any word of your choice. 'Feels, emotions, drops, lame, fails, etc.')
Enjoy!
Make My World Just Explode
Written by Ko-Sensei
part fourteen entails of at the very least, is it okay to press the emergency stop on the way?
【会いたくて 恋しくて 離れてあの日はもうこない。】
【I want to see you, I miss you, we're apart. That day will never come again.】
Something was wrong.
There was no way… was there? That Iruka had… that Iruka had really…
Violently, the waves turn over and flip, as if they don't know what or where they're supposed to go. As if they're all a confused mess, having resorted to attacking anything and everything that can possibly be in the sea, angry at the world for some unknown wrong it has done to it.
Struggling to see (why didn't he have his goggles on at such an important time, damnit) underwater, it had to have been about one minute and a half since the redhead had dived into the ocean and looked around frantically to see if the (stupid, stupid, he wanted to cry) thing was in there, but he hadn't been able to see.
Maybe Iruka was there, but then he couldn't tell because he didn't have his goggles on and damnit, damnit, damnit, he could not see.
(The water was ice-freezing cold, too, but he could hardly feel the numbness tingling on his skin.)
Rin resurfaces, gasping for breath. He's not sure whether the moisture on his face is salty from just the ocean or his tears, but he can't find it in himself to care and wow, he must really be a mess. Almost angrily, he shakes his bangs out of his face and takes another breath before flipping upside down and going in again.
His eyes burn, actually. Swimming without goggles is normally fine with him, but not when he's purposely trying to keep his eyes open and search for something in the dark-they fucking hurt.
Then as the ever-lasting threat, above him, the clouds rumble lowly.
It reminds Rin that yeah, it's been about two minutes, and he's really in danger if he does not get out soon.
(He hates himself for it. He hates himself so much.)
But in the end, Rin is reduced to furiously lunging into a butterfly projectile-like motion, cuts through the water (like it's not even there), desperately reaching for the sand, rolls onto the shorelines, and lies on the surface, panting, just as..
….Lighting strikes, in the water, lighting up the surface in a way that's almost pretty-
"Iruka!"
-But it is a lethal, dark, death, dreadful, hateful, ugly kind of pretty light that makes Rin know that for a fact, Iruka was gone.
(Not noticing what he's doing, his nails dig into his palms and leaves a trail of blood dripping down, but he doesn't fucking care because he just hates himself so much right now for having run away from dying when he could have looked for and possibly saved Iruka. When it comes down to it, he's fucking scared, he's self-preserved, he's self-centered, he's so-)
Maybe it's because the past few weeks, he's gotten really close with Iruka. Something about spending a lot of time with each other or being connected, somehow (not that he wants to sound sappy, like hell he does), Rin can just feel it.
This was the way they had met, too.
This was the way they would part.
Iruka is….. just gone.
The water is ice-freezing cold, sand is on his arms, it's dark, it's stormy, the wind is picking up, Nitori would worry, was that his phone ringing out there, his jacket was around here somewhere, it was dangerous, it was… it was…
Still laying down flat on the shorelines of the beach, back on the ground, Rin makes a fist and slams it into the sand, noticing how the water trickles just a few inches away from his palm (a few inches away from death, it mockingly reminds him again), and just this once, for the first and last time ever (it should be okay since this would really be the only time), he brings his wrists to his eyes and rubs the water out of them.
(They aren't tears. It's just the ocean water in them.)
(They're not… they're not… they're not tears.)
【私の等身大の自己、私は距離であなたに振るだろう。あなたの手を上げる。】
【My life-sized self, I'll wave to you in the distance. Raise your hands.】
It's not like him to get so upset over something.
Rin remembers, briefly, that once back in fifth grade, in elementary, Makoto was the only one that could have pets. Not that Makoto had ever owned any pet that was complicated (like puppies or birds), but something like goldfish?
It was pretty much his fault for losing Iruka like that, and.. though he had no idea it was going to be stormy on such a nice day like this (the both of them had been in a really good mood earlier that day), this was still not acceptable.
"...Sorry," Rin says to no one in particular, and starts to shift, coming up into a sitting position (if only because he's guilt tripped into at least looking around the neighborhood and the rest of the beach to see if Iruka was there.)
Maybe.. maybe Iruka was somewhere else. Maybe there was someone who lured him over with mackerel, or maybe Iruka was resting on the shorelines somewhere else, or maybe he went off to play for a little bit, or maybe… maybe..
(But really, Rin knows that Iruka is just gone.)
Standing up, the redhead absentmindedly backtracks his steps, going back to find his sandals, jacket, and the armband he'd ended up dropping (the pin had come undone) while having his momentary fit of panic and diving into the ocean.
It's still in quality-shape, after all the abuse it has gone through. Which is surprising, Rin thinks, fingering the threaded red fabric. It's outlined with shiny, gold threads, then has the intricate kanji for 'Samezuka' embroidered on the middle.
He never really ended up using the armband, after all.
(On the inside of the cloth, there's another personal note Rin had requested for the tailor to stitch in there. Something small, something that wouldn't be seen by any prying eyes. He'd even showed Iruka one night, before going to bed, that on the inside of the red armband, was the phrase 'For the team' glittering faintly.)
It's stupid, really. He should be glad that he's finally gotten rid of the annoying, busybody thing, and now he doesn't have to worry about life or be as careful anymore. He can finally have his pillows not be messed up in some weird shape and not worry about where the hell his blankets have disappeared to.
He doesn't have to worry about getting pawprints on his homework, or having to disentangle the video game controller cords whenever Nitori and Iruka try to sneak it around him (though he catches them every time, since he cleans up the mess), or lock the bathroom door and worry about being near bodies of water in general.
He shouldn't, really, ….
But he does.
(It's probably because of the guilt he's feeling-it's pretty much his fault Iruka's gone missing, and is possibly dead, but then again it doesn't help when brief memories of the past week fly by his head, because what, is this some kind of messed up movie-)
But then again, the entire thing is silly and ridiculous.
Walking over to the edge of the water, Rin thinks about it for a moment… before making up his mind, and reaching backwards, he takes a breath before throwing the armband away from him, into the ocean as far away as he can.
The wind assists him, sending gusts of wind far too strong and powerful to let him take the cloth back, as if laughing at how stupid he's being and saying let go, let go.
It had still been unmarked, after all this time. The stupid, standardized kanji band cloth that had always been too big for him to wear (he'd always used a pin to keep it in place), and it revealed nothing. Nothing similar to teeth and claw marks.
Nothing to show that once upon a time, Rin was lead to a water-freak of a cat who made his life miserable.
(Miserable, and.. kind of gratifying, in a way.)
The feeling is kind of bitter- to know that no marks show, nothing is left.
Lightning flashes again, and he watches the armband fly away, deep into the ocean.
Even if he wanted to, he could not possibly get the cloth back anymore.
Goodbye.
Well, this was a chapter of his life closed, and Rin thinks he can almost hear Nitori berating him for losing Iruka way back at the dormitories.
There isn't much else to do, so..
Let go.
【するときに空気中のかすかな香り、何かすることができます季節が来る。】
【The season comes when you can scent something faint in the air.】
Thankfully, it hasn't started raining hard yet, but it will soon.
It is sprinkling outside, though, and the wind is starting to pick up again.
(Since strangely enough, after his little episode, the weather had calmed down.)
Absentmindedly, Rin brushes hair back from his forehead (it was sticking) and wonders what he should do now.
He's not in the mood to go back to Samezuka (face Nitori's questioning and Nitori's fussing and all that.)
But then again, it's not like he can go anywhere else, and he doesn't really want to move…
….Until he sees something.
"...?!"
【私の心は生命に満ちていたときに今、私はその時間を追体験しています。私はすべてが当時輝いていた、初めての恋に落ちた。】
【Now I'm reliving that time when my heart was full of life. I fell in love for the first time, everything was shining back then.】
"...-awake? Are you awake?"
There's a headache pounding in his head, and he can barely register the filtering sounds.
"You're completely soaking wet! How long have you been like this?! This isn't healthy, you'll catch a cold at this rate!"
Don't want to wake up. Let me sleep.
"...-just come back at this time and be so irresponsible!? Haru, wake up, you're shivering. Haru!"
Annoying. The voice speaking to him frantically is just too loud and too disruptive, and Haru feels himself start to wake up though he doesn't want to open his eyes because he just feels so tired for some reason.
"Water dripping down all the way to your feet… and why aren't you wearing shoes? But really, your clothes look completely drenched… did you come back from swimming? Why? Are you an idiot?!"
The person talking to him sounds a bit angry (about him being wet), very worried, and uneasy all at the same time.
"...-believe this, you are insane. Haru, please, wake up."
This… this tone of voice is something that sounds very familiar, and Haru gets the feeling that he's heard it quite a lot recently… or at least, become accustomed to it sometime.
His head still hurts.
"Please, Haru, just for a little bit. It's raining outside…"
There's the sound of a crash, and Haru is startled, cringing back from the loud noise. Haru starts to regain feeling back in his arms and legs, though the majority of his body is still numb and cold. His clothes really are wet, and there are bangs sticking to his forehead.
Huh.
"How long have you been standing out here?! I have no idea, but your skin is very pale and you're really shivering, Haru, could you please just help me out a bit here? Haru.. are you okay?"
Haru knows that he knows this voice.
Wasn't it something he'd heard a lot recently?
He's pretty sure it is, but right now, his head hurts so much.. owww, and he doesn't want to think.
Thinking takes too much effort.
"I can't believe this… you were gone for so long… come back, Haru. You're back."
This familiar tone sounds a bit weird, though, because as far as Haru remembers, it's uncharacteristic for this person to sound this way (angry over someone being cold, hurt, worried, shocked) as he's never heard something like this before, and Haru wonders who it could be.
And his head is still pounding, his skin feels hot and it's very painful.
"This is unbelievable, I never thought actually checking your house would do anything productive. Haru, just a little bit more, can you stand?"
Who are you.?
Vaguely, Haru thinks he can feel someone's arms wrapped around his shoulders. He's not sure though, because he still feels numb and kind of slow, but Haru thinks he feels someone pressing their face into the crook of his neck and holding onto him tightly.
Maybe it's this person's scent (what...that didn't even make the slightest bit of sense), but Haru breathes in, out, and still has that feeling that he knows this person.
Still regaining the feeling in his fingers, Haru now recognizes the patter of rain drops splattering over his hand.
"What kind of accident did you even get into?... Why were you gone so long? Why? ...Why?"
Although Haru doesn't think he's done anything wrong (has he? He doesn't remember and it's too tiring to think back, for some reason), Haru feels kind of bad for whatever he did since the person sounds really disheartened.
Feeling his knees start to buckle, Haru starts to sink down against the wall. The person holding him up makes a startled sound and hugs him even tighter, to not let him fall.
It's a nice notion, Haru thinks, and with trembling, cold fingers, he grasps onto the collar of the other person's shirt, letting his head hang forward, and his legs shake.
There's a pause.
The person now sounds very uncertain. "You...You're awake. Haru? You there now?"
Not sure what I did. Why are you so upset?
Haru slips while trying to get up, eyes still closed (the cement was running with water and really slippery by this point), and his ankle has twisted and his left foot is now lying on it's side. Nothing really damaging, though, because the person holding him up yelps and grips him tighter.
A worried voice starts talking into his ear again. "They said you got into an accident… did something really bad happen to you? What… what do I do? Are you hurt?"
No, I'm not, Haru thinks, and doesn't mean to, but can't help it when he ends up letting out a quiet moan because his head hurts so much. His skin feels really hot, but then cold and numb at the same time. He's suddenly aware of the rain running down his face, and Haru wonders if he has a fever.
Immediately, the person starts panicking. "Haru.. are you okay? Are you dying?"
Now his right arm is completely back to feeling, not numb anymore. Haru moves his hand around slowly, blindly, until it brushes across hair that's also completely-soaked and he lets a faint smile show on his face.
"Talk to me, please. Haruuu."
"...Water," Is the only answer Haru can manage to croak, and he's surprised at how his voice cracks.
He hasn't even opened his eyes or responded in any other way, but his head feels so heavy so Haru just-
"..What was that? Water? Haru, please, stay with me. Haru…?"
-Falls asleep again.
【それは短い時間だけだったとしても、私たちは一緒に私たちのマークを作った。桜の木々の下に。】
【Even if it was only for a short time, we made our mark together. Beneath the sakura trees...】
Do I know you?
Haru exhales heavily, then reaches out blindly to try and catch the person currently wiping all the moisture from him. Fluffy towels are hanging from his arms and legs, too.
His head still really hurts, so he wants to say please be gentler (but then not because Haru doesn't say please easily) and he wants a lot of things- he wants to be dry and warm, but then he wants to be in water (it always made him feel better), he wants to be left alone, he wants to go outside and feel the wind again, he wants how his body is really sore to stop-
"...-feel fine? Your skin is feverish and burning up.. Haru?"
Ah, that must be why he's feeling like this, Haru thinks, and reaches to pull the person closer (basically clinging to the person.)
He feels like he knows this person, but then he doesn't, and.. and… why…?
"Nn…" Haru doesn't even know what he's doing.
His head hurts, his body is too heavy, his arms and legs are useless, his eyelids seem glued shut, and he's given up and trying to breathe in and out through his nose, because it was too much effort (and clinging to this person seems like a better alternative."
The person sounds uneasy again, and kind of uncomfortable, maybe?
"...Haru?"
But that's going to change, Haru thinks, and he still doesn't know what he's doing (pounding headache, no experience, looking for comfort, looking for the wrong kind of comfort, feverish, sick, cold, numb, bruising, painful-oww), but he kisses the person.
(After a few tries, since he had missed… but he was blind, pretty much, so it was explainable.)
On the mouth, chastely (not like he's in any state to do otherwise and his eyes aren't even open), leaving a lingering touch and staying there. Haru doesn't even know why he's doing this (maybe he's a drunk kisser.?), and it takes too much effort to think about it.
(Is this what it was like to have a hangover.?)
His head was still pounding, but Haru doesn't give in to it and kisses the person again, still clinging to them (he's probably getting them wet all over again since his clothes haven't dried), and ignores the slight protesting sounds that follow.
"Haru-mmph!"
He still doesn't know what he's doing (again, the no experience, being sick, and Haru doesn't dare try opening his mouth since their teeth would smash), but Haru wraps an arm around the other's neck and doesn't let them go.
It's just really cold, and the other person is warm, so Haru tries not to shiver too much (he's not cuddling, this is not cuddling, and this is definitely not cuddling.)
"H-Haru…? What are you…..?"
I'm kissing you, Haru thinks, for no apparent reason I can think of.
Because it just seems right and seems to fit in all the places that shouldn't fit and maybe is this just okay?
The other person is probably really uncomfortable in this position (being pulled down like this) and they're trying to untangle Haru from them, though the attempts are half-hearted.
His fingers are cold, and Haru's aware of this, so he's careful when he grasps the back of the other person's shirt (trying not to touch their skin and make them cold too), and he presses their foreheads together.
Their skin is even warmer than before (which makes Haru wonder if they're blushing?), and it is a welcome change, so Haru tries to aim another kiss- only, he misses and ends up pressing his lips against the person's cheek (probably, that's what it feels like, he doesn't even know anymore.)
The other person seems to notice this, because they thread their fingers in Haru's hair and gently pull him back, kind of nicely-forcing him to stay put on the couch and rest.
(They seem to have realized how feverish and out of it Haru is.)
"Haru… you're sick, wait, let me get you something.
(At least his lips aren't cold anymore.)
Sleep, the person demands, and being petted on the head, Haru doesn't refuse and immediately closes his eyes.
And Haru isn't sure, but he feels like some involuntary, spur-of-the-moment, feverish/drunk thing he's just done (might have done) has just set off some unchangeable thing that can't be taken back.
【春が吹くそよ風と私はあなたの声を聞くことはできません。私はあなたがさよならを言っていませんでした祈った。】
【The spring breeze blows and I can't hear your voice. I prayed you weren't saying goodbye.】
… His head still hurts.
Haru doesn't know how much time has passed since he has passed out again (a minute? a few hours? days?), though he tries to-
..Wait.. passed out again?
Had he been .. awake before?
He doesn't remember, and his head hurts, and he can still feel his clothes being soaked, and he feels like he's laying down on a familiar couch, and his head still hurts, and why does this feel so familiar.?
Haru isn't exactly sure if he's hearing this, but there's the sound of someone running around, then water running and someone trying to talk to him, but his head still hurts, his body is really heavy and he blinks out for a moment.
A concerned voice speaks up.
"Should I call an ambulance…?"
Haru is surprised, but ends up trying shaking his head, to answer a definite no, but it just makes the pounding get worse.
A warm hand presses against his forehead (checking his temperature, maybe?) and tilts his chin up, and not bothered, Haru complies with the notions.
"Here, Haru… I think I managed to find some pills for headache relief and fever, though you hardly stock up on over-the-counter medicine… Haru?"
But he doesn't want to wake up and actually do something that requires effort, so Haru parts his lips (still lying down on the couch or whatever he's on) in an invitation.
Feed me.
The hand draws away (which makes Haru want to sigh with disappointment), and the person audibly swallows. "Come on, Haru.. I can't do that."
Still, Haru doesn't budge and shakes his head, signaling he's not bothered to do it, then.
"...I don't believe you. Fine, just this once."
Firm arms support his back and hold him up into a sitting position, and a cup (or is it a bottle? He can't tell) and the person mumbles something about keeping the water there before trickling water into his mouth slowly.
It's not that the water is unwelcome, but a few drops of water run down the sides of his mouth messily (not that he can help it, really) and Haru doesn't really like the feeling.
Then, as promised, the warm hand tilts his chin up again and Haru waits to be kissed-
"Sorry, nope."
-And ends up being disappointed because the pill is slipped into his mouth, and the other person clamps a hand over it (making sure he swallows.)
….Unfair.
【私はあなたを見たいと思って、私は自分の手のひらに何があるか見ることができません。を参照してください？花びら、空に輝く星。ちょうど私の傷で突く。私はあなたに伝えたかったことほとんどだった...？】
【I want to see you, I can't see what's in my palm. See? A petal, the stars that shine in the sky. Just poke at my wounds. What I wanted to tell you the most was…?】
Haru nods off once, then wakes up immediately, and makes a sort of whining sound (though he doesn't know why he's doing it exactly…) because he's so tired and could he please just sleep?
A warm towel is pressed on top of his head. Another few towels are thrown on his shoulder, legs, and stomach, before two firm hands start drying off his hair, and Haru tries to wake up at least to see who was taking care of him.
It wasn't familiar… but then it was.
Now, he's not wet anymore. The coldness isn't as bad, either, and have his clothes been changed.?
The surface underneath him as changed, to, and it shifts under his weight, which then leads to Haru believing he's now resting on a bed.
A hand is pressed to his forehead, his neck, and his collarbone. (Were they checking his temperature again?) And the person sits down next to Haru, because Haru feels the mattress shift again.
"Haru… do you feel better now?"
And for the first time, Haru opens his eyes…
….And doesn't believe what he sees.
【春の歌はラジオで演じて、それが再び今年のその時です。私はあなたの別れを受け入れてきました。私の記憶内のページは常に明るい色になります。】
【A spring song plays on the radio, it's that time of the year again. I've accepted your goodbye. A page in my memories will always be colored bright.】
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"...Makoto?"
Thanks to Ivy, JustJolola, Alvida, your otp, risingstarshine, vakiromi, Eren Jeger, PinkSugarDust, LightHead, BlueKaZeBlack, Kinkylittlewolf, GUest, Break of Dawn, pixnic, dark24971, MachineWash, MeikoKuran999, Rosa, Peque Saltamontes, Yoruko Rhapsodos, shadowmarialove, Eu Nakamura, L. Monster, Maiden Warrior, Jackhammerbaby0103.
Anon Wall. To those of you I cannot reply to.
Maiden Warrior. A tease? Who, me? (Kidding, all my friends say I am too.) And.. I'm thinking about having a happy ending, though I want to have "creative expression" and write something that's a little different from the norm,but I'll definitely keep that in mind! And Haru hasn't drowned. Nitori will be so sad though… and I'm going to miss writing the humorous scenes! Like so much, you have no idea.
Rosa. Thankyou, sweetie. Best fanfic you've read for a long time? That's a huge compliment. I do have a sporadic style of writing, and basically, my feels just drag me all over the page so I'm happy you like it. And I actually made an angry noise when I read the part about continuing, Ko is working their ass off to give regular updates. Tuesdays, for sure, and normally Fridays-though I'm taking a break. Here you go!
your otp. You… flatter me too much, that's not good. The characterization is probably the most important thing when I write, so I'm glad you've picked that out. And I.. have thought of trying to write in a more popular fandom, and I think I will, for KHR or OP.
Alvida. Do add me on Skype! Though I haven't been able to get on lately, I will. Don't flatter me too much!
Ivy. EVERYONE IS TELLING ME THEY HAVE EXAMS/TESTS/PROJECTS THEY'RE SKIPPING TO READ THIS AND I HOPE I DON'T END UP MAKING YOU ALL FAIL. "Relax with steamy yaoi?" Sorry, wrong story. Eh heh. For now, go read some oneshots and fulfill your inner desires.
LightHead, have I ever even told you this? You make me feel complete, bby. Why… why are you so cute? /rages/ I was laughing at your comment about wispy Haru and Harry Potter fanfics.. Haru Potter. All of you that rant are really, really cute. BlueKaZeBlack (don't die!), JustJolola, Peque Saltamontes, Eu Nakamura, L. Monster, Jackhammerbaby0103 (I feel like you'd be most disappointed with the ending.) Then all of the regulars, as well, I recognize you every time. Thankyou.
About the chapter ending: I was doing some kind of sadistic laugh while writing out the end, and I'm probably going to have to apologize to all of you that were excited to see RinHaru tones coming on. But you know, isn't the suspense more fun this way? Don't kill me. -Hides.-
Ko realizes that this is basically repetitive, so skip over it since you've already read it all. What I did was take pretty excerpts from this song and scatter them throughout the story, and I just put them together here so anyone who wants to (yeah, no one) could read it and appreciate the beauty and be sad with Ko together.
Sakura Rock by Cherryblossom. Katekyo Hitman Reborn ED.
Excerpts. (Not the entire thing.)
【I want to see you, I miss you, we're apart. That day will never come again.】
【My life-sized self, I'll wave to you in the distance. Raise your hands.】
【The season comes when you can scent something faint in the air.】
【Now I'm reliving that time when my heart was full of life. I fell in love for the first time, everything was shining back then.】
【Even if it was only for a short time, we made our mark together. Beneath the sakura trees...】
【The spring breeze blows and I can't hear your voice. I prayed you weren't saying goodbye.】
【I want to see you, I miss you, we're apart. That day's smiles flutter to the ground. You promised it would last forever but you're not here anymore.】
【If my wish comes true then cherry blossoms will fall again next year. I want to take a photo side by side, that day will never come again.】
【I want to see you, I can't see what's in my palm. See? A petal, the stars that shine in the sky. Just poke at my wounds. What I wanted to tell you the most was…?】
【That station where we'd meet….And hide under an umbrella in the rain. Is a place I can't go to by myself anymore...】
【Let's make the cherry blossoms bloom and fall. I can escape my weak self. I'll sing a melody with the sound of tears.】
【A spring song plays on the radio, it's that time of the year again. I've accepted your goodbye. A page in my memories will always be colored bright.】
(Sad feels.)
See you next Tuesday! In a week! (Sorry, you sweet people, Ko is going to take a short break.)