A chilly spring morning similar to that day. In the garden where pure white flowers bloomed, there was a a man with curly hair standing in the garden, gently placing a bouquet to the white tombstone that stands quietly in the middle of the garden.
"Hey, do you remember the promise we made back then?"
He squatted down and stroke his name carved into the cold stone.
"You've always dutifully kept your promises, even if they were unreasonable. Please break this one. You bastard. I want you to break just this promise so that we can chase our dreams of starting a silly little art class together. "
"I will never forgive you for doing this to me. But my heart won't let me commit such an action... "
The man sighed and rested his forehead on the tombstone on front of him, surrounding the two of them, big purple flowers that reminded him of his partner, were swaying in the wind as if they were nodding their heads.
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kokuzan Short Stories/Head Cannons
FanfictionThere is no story to follow. What I've written in here are just some ideas I had and I wrote it down in my notes.
