❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a former hitman sought the help of a psychologist to get rid of his suicidal thoughts.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Modern Setting
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ TW: Suicide
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mature Contents...
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Time is a continuous matter, it doesn't wait for anyone. It will continue to move, not missing a single second. Even if people grieve or celebrate, it will continue to move on. Because time is a constant thing in a world that constantly changes.
The flowers were in full bloom, until they started to shred their leaves, the clear sky darkened and snow covered the land. And then the flowers are in full bloom once again.
The world continuously moves and so do you.
A year had already passed by, like a river flowing down a stream, time streamed in a constant pace. Neither fast nor slow, for time is also a relative matter that differs from an individual's perception.
Only in dreams can time be at your disposal.
You trudged down the pathway, the forest had always offered a sense of tranquillity. On your way you bought chrysanthemum flowers. The scent seems to linger around you until you arrived at the graveyard. You put the flowers atop the gravestone and light up an incense stick before offering your prayers.
You didn't stay there for long, telling him that you'll be back soon.
You left afterwards and drove back to your place. You were able to move in to a new place. It was a fresh start. The place is in a suburban area near the central city and it has a park where the cherry blossoms are in full bloom during spring.
