I wrote this for school. I had to do a reading response so I decided to write a short story. Well now that I think of it this isn't a short story it's a paragraph. –nervous laugh- Well anyways here it goes.
"I'm sorry, he's gone." Gone. How could he be gone? He began to running. He had to find his love. He had to tell him he was sorry and that he loved him. They had told him that Mizuki was dead but how could that possibly be? He found himself at the cliff, looking at the water so far below. He was here. I can feel it. "Mizuki where are you!" his throat pained him from holding in his sobs. Finally he just let them out and the tears stained his young face. He watched some rocks fall down to the ocean below. "Mizuki… I love you Mizuki." He whispered as he threw his fourteen year old self over the edge, not wanting to live another moment without the person he loved. Days later his body was rescued from its chosen watery grave, only his spirit wasn't rescued along with it. Satoru stayed searching the area for his love, his life, his Mizuki. Where are you?
If you don't understand then go back to volume 11 and re-read the part with the ghost. I loved that part, it was so sweet! –smile-