The Fanfiction, MatsuHana

fifty-seven

Today was the day. Today was May 30th. It has been exactly six years since Hanamaki and I lost contact. Everything through my dumb actions. Normal people would think that I would have forgotten about him but I didn't. I still loved him more than anything and I didn't plan on changing that.

As every year, I went to the Café and sat on the bench, looking at the Café. I was just minding my own business until I heard a familiar voice. I first only thought it was my imagination but I was sure that it was him. I couldn't help but start to cry. It was Makki.

"Mattsun, it's been a while, hasn't it?" he asked. "Yes, I know and I'm so sorry. I did a dumb mistake and couldn't change nor apologize after that," I replied, my face still buried in my hands. "It's fine, I forgave you," he said. "Why?" was the only thing I could ask. Why would he forgive me for everything I have done? "I'll tell you later. But did you know that I went here every year and sat on the bench next to this?" he asked. "What? How didn't I see you? I've been here every year." I replied. "I don't know, I didn't see you either. I was too concentrated on the Café," he responded. "Same for me," I said.

"I just wanted to tell you to stop blaming yourself for this dumb mistake. Yes, it broke me but there was someone who helped me to fix everything. I'm fine now although I really miss you. I hope we can become close again. But for right now, concentrate on other things. I'll talk to you soon, I know how to find you and when I'm going now please don't turn around," Makki said. I wanted to say something, protest, turn around, do anything to make him stay but I couldn't. It was what he wanted anyway.