You remembered my birthday.
You got me a new necktie and a bouquet of flowers, saying that men deserve flowers from time to time as well. You were so beautiful. The pits in your cheeks when you smile, the sparkle in your rose quartz orbs, the slight scrunch of your nose. You're perfect. Your hair reminds me of freshly dropped snow --- glowing, absolutely mesmerizing. You want to know what I thought when I first saw you?
An angel.
I thought I was dead and you were the angel meant to take me away.
God, you're so beautiful.
I want to touch you, hold you, kiss you. I want you to be the first thing I see when I wake up and the last thing I gaze upon before I fall asleep.
I want you.
I want to tell you how I feel. I really do.
But I can't. I shouldn't. I can't hurt you like that. I can't curse you like that.
Sorry, this letter became depressing. Thank you for the gift. I'll cherish it forever.
Love, Nanami Kento.
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Short StoryNanami Kento was in love with his friend, Fudo Hinata, an ex jujutsu sorcerer that quit after an injury that cost her an arm. Nanami couldn't say his feelings aloud, fearing that with his line of work, where death could be just around the corner, he...
