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He'd be eighteen today.
He'd be sitting in the chair across from me, shoveling cake into his mouth and racing me to finish, just like we always did at our birthdays. Kanami would, of course, be scolding us, telling us that we should slow down and actually taste the cake she'd spent all morning baking…but there would be amusement in her voice, and she would be smiling and secretly rooting for my victory.
Those days are gone though. Instead of fulfilling those yearly traditions, here I am sitting alone, blankly facing an empty table and chair.
…It…It's been months since Kimishima's death, and so far I've held up pretty well.
…The tears don't come as easily as one would think.
In my short lifetime, I've come to fully understand, that in life, people come and go, and they live and die. Although Kimishima was so close to me…I had to accept his death and carry on. I can't linger on the past.
I can't force myself into guilt and sadness, when so many people depend on me to be strong.
All I can do now is remember him for who he was…and remember the friendship we once shared.
Anymore than that and…
I'll be letting a lot of people down.
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AN: Trying to suppress and forget your feeling of love is a sin. It must be…