Haru's POV
It's getting worse. Every day I wake up with a headache, my eyes drenched in tears from the day before. Honestly I don't know how to control it, but still I push on for him. Because of that I take heavy medication, trying to fight the urge of giving up.
School started not too long ago, and Makoto visits my house to pick me up. Still, after five years he doesn't know about my suffering. It's hard, acting so quiet and emotionless when really on the inside I'm dying without the one I love.
The day ended quite fast, and again and again I come home alone. God, just hurry up and come back.
"There's not much time left."
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The Sight
FanfictionEver since Rin left for Australia, it's been lonely here at the Nanase residence. And it's getting worse.
