This was Makoto, after all. Their friendship wasn't supposed to be confusing. Haruka had come to assume that, after all of the years of trying to puzzle out his best friend's thoughts, he had finally reached a point where thinking about it was unnecessary. He liked it that way.

The day Makoto's life fell apart was the same day one of his wishes came through, as confusing and grim as that sounded. It was his fault too, Makoto was the one to blame for what happened. An idea I came up with and roleplayed with waterproofbacon on RpNation