The Same Bloom that once Wilted. (A BanG Dream Fanfic)

Prologue

I'll get straight to the point.

My name is Hana Shirayuki. I have a brown hair and brown eyes. I'm a highschooler. I don't have any job since I don't wanna stress myself for my age yet. I usually have a small notebook inside my bag since I like writing random words in it when I get bored, and I don't really like sour things.

My name is a bit unusual to you, huh? Well, my parents actually wanted a girl instead of a boy. They run out of luck, so that's where I came into play.

I was named by my father. That old man really wanted a girl in the family that... he tried treating me as one. Even naming me with this name, making it a symbol as to why I always gets bullied in school. I always thought it was really petty for people to bully people just because of their name, but everything can happen.

I only had my mother as my support. My mother also wanted a girl and approved to my father, after my father dies when I was 5, she was the one replacing my father as someone who treats me like a girl, but after the stuff that happens to me at school keeps getting worse, she had a change of heart. I'm really glad though. I had no one to go to because I never had any friends to begin with, and my parents are in bad terms with my grandparents.

...Until one day, I got bullied once again. I would've given them a couple of punches already, but I was 9. I still don't know how to defend myself.

A girl. A single girl protected me from those guys. She named herself "Hana." This girl have the same name as me, and wanted to be friends with me because she thought I was nice.

Hana had brown eyes, and a short brown hair. I met her when I was 9, and then that friendship bloomed together for 6-7 years...

We were both inseparable in that time period that some people thought we might have been dating. Those are just music to my ears because it proves that we've really gotten ourselves a lovely relationship. The bullying lessen aswell because Hana was always by my side. I was really proud that I had a friend like her. She always call us "Hanana" when we pair up together for a group project.

There was this one time where my mom told me that we can change my name legally into a respectable one, but I refused. Hana told me to change it aswell, but I kept refusing because I thought that this name was what led me to meet her. I didn't wanna change it just like that. I even changed my hair from black to brown just so I can match with my bestfriend.

...

One day, there was the time where Hana had to go to the states because her uncle invited her on a trip to Italy. She didn't wanna miss the opportunity, so I said goodbye to her.

I thought that was the end. I thought we'll just forget each other and move on, but she texted me. Giving me every single details on how her journey has been. She even facetimed me, even in the middle of the night, because our timezones are very different.

Even though we were separated, both of us still haven't forgotten each other, and we are very hyped to see each other again.

...

Well, it seems like I forgot a word there.

I believe it was... never to see each other again.

...

...Hana..?

...You promised, right..?

What are these news about your plane crashing..?

...

Answer the call, Hana.

I'm... begging you.

...

I don't... wanna be alone again...

(A/N)

Hello.

I'm uhh, I haven't been updating my Mashiro Story. I already
have everything, it's just that one part that is making
me second guess everything.

Probably my grammar would suck here aswell, but bear with
me, I'm working on my English as the days go by.

I hope you will enjoy this story aswell, y'all!