" 𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚. "

xxii

dear kazuha,

it's the anniversary of tomo's passing. you knelt down on the grass with such an empty expression that i couldn't help but feel unnerved. i wonder if things would have been different if i had comforted you back then.

we placed flowers on the makeshift grave you created for him. you told me stories of his valor for hours and i simply sat beside you, listening to every word you had to say.

maybe i should have said more.