This is an ordinary love story of an extraordinary romance.
The dream that Asu had hinted to her of the awaiting fate ahead. The precognition that Kazuki saw told him of the inescapable destiny.
From the worst meet-up to the worst break-up, they we...
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Never had Zen expected Asu to brush off his shower of affection. He leaned back as he returned the jewellery box into the deepest of his pocket. "... Right." Zen responded monotonously before his inner voice remarking secretly, 'Asu, you're such a terrible actress.'
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'Memories are like the photographs in an album. We placed every precious moment of our lives carefully in the photo album and kept it securely deep inside our hearts. After years, we took the album out and viewed it piece by piece. Some faded like their colours; yet, some were just as fresh as yesterday. Some memories never fade.'
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A soft buzzing sound caught the eyes of the grey-haired man as his mobile phone vibrated briefly on his unorganised desk. Shifting his hand to pick the brightened device, he took a glimpse of the notification displayed on its screen in reflex.
His verdant green eyes widened the moment the brief content was sent to the centre of his brain. 'I'm at the entrance of your apartment now. Come down,' his inner voice read the text message that was sent by an unexpected visitor to his mobile phone.
Without thinking twice, the grey-haired man stood up from the wooden chair and dashed out of his room. With the mobile phone in his firm grip, he sprinted towards the entrance swiftly. Somehow, his intuition told him that something had happened to the sender- something not right had happened.
