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a/n : so,, there's gonna be a happy ending for chihiro!1!1!!1

and ig u could consider byakuya's ending as happy too but idk

now onto the fic

Chihiro POV.

It's been a month.
A month since I went into Mr. Kirigiri's office to report Sayaka's death, only to find Byakuya was there. I was confused.

But then the confusion turned to shock.

Makoto's dead.

Sayaka's dead.

I found out hanahaki got to him, despite the fact that he told Byakuya. I
Almost as if the universe was out to kill him.

Gazing out at the view in front of me, I smiled. This place really is pretty, right?

I thought about all the happy times with Sayaka and Makoto. When I played with her mic, when we first met, when Makoto and I immediately knew Sayaka and Mukuro were going to become a couple.

But, unlike what we thought, they weren't meant to last.
And Makoto died before finding out.

Sighing, I thought about their perfect personalities.

How Sayaka could be kind and teasing all together. How she was the best singer I've ever heard. How all my worries could just disappear for those short moments she'd sing for me.

And how Makoto could brighten any situation and instantly turn us from happy to sad, even if he, himself, were in a terrible situation.

With tears streaming down my face, onto my clothes, I walked around. How's Byakuya dealing with this? Is he okay? I can't imagine how scary it must've been to see his friend - no, lover - die in front of him in such a horrifying way.

Still walking around, I stopped, lightly stomping in my place. Why? Why did they have to leave? They didn't do anything. Nothing! I laid on the floor, looking above, and my tears slipped onto the ground below me. I didn't care. Fidgeting with my skirt, I stayed there, lying down, for maybe, half an hour?

When I finally got friends, they left. They died. And I could even be blamed for Sayaka's death. As sobs broke out of me, I stayed there, on the ground. I could guarantee my eyes were already red from crying.

I want to see them again, to hug them again, to listen to them talk again. Or, at least, look at them in the eye and say, "Thank you." Because, that's what they deserve. No, they deserve more. I should've loved them more while they were here. 'Cause now, they're gone.

I'm so dumb, stupid, idiotic. I should've done that. I could've. But I didn't.

After quite some time, I finally got up, wiping the tears from my face.

What about Komaru? Does she know? His parents? They were closer to him.

They have every right to cry. I don't.
I'm just his friend he met this year. There's nothing special in that. I bet he's made thousands of friends, and I'm just one of them. I didn't even mean anything to him.

Did I?

What if he was like me?

No, no, that's impossible.

No one could be a coward like me.

(you're not a coward ahhhh :((( )

Standing up taller, I braced myself.

How long am I going to be like this?

As an annoying tech freak. I bet everyone thinks I'm weird. I bet, even Sayaka and Makoto only became my friend out of pity. They were already friends, too. I barged into their friendship, I even ruined their friendship. Did I?