epilogue

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i got to the maple tree with y/n on my back.

after i put them gently on the soft grass i collapsed right next to them, supporting myself by my elbows and knees as i broke down into a crying mess.

i finally decided to take a look at the thing that has been laying in the palm of my hand.

something that i didn't know what it was yet i made sure to be careful with it.

upon opening my bandaged hand...

...there i saw an amber maple leaf...

the very same leaf i put in their hair that day....

...the very same leaf that was only meant to fall to the ground and mean nothing...

...now meant the world to me...

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