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02[The wish]

『Y/N』

"Oh! Your back Y/N!" Once again I was in the field of sweet flowers. The same boy was right next to me, he held the same sweet flower necklace from the dream before, and his face was still a blur.

"Y/n! Your spacing out! Are you ok?" He asked. He had dropped the sweet flowers and clinged onto my arm. I simply nodded before looking around the fields. It was just a bunch of sweet flowers.
"Are you tired? I can change the surroundings if you want" the boy simply touched the sweet flowers and turned them into a field of glaze lily's.

I small gasp of amazement escaped my lips. The whole field just turned into glaze lily's but they were all closed.
"Y/N you got to atleast

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Why can't I hear him?
Yet again...
"Here.. let me play it"
He looked down at the glaze lily's and grabbed a flute.
The boy took a deep breath and began to play a gentle melody.

The wind started to pick up in the fields. The petals that were on the soft grass were picked up by the wind. The petals began to form a kid and next to it was the same boy playing the flute.
I could hear their laughter and joy.