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for the future...

hey everyone:3 this is grayscale chaaaan<3

久しぶり~ long time no see -3-

i really hope you all had a happy christmas (if you celebrate it), and for those who don't celebrate christmas I hope your winter/summer is going well

uhm i know that cindy won't be writing in this book anymore, however i will still be here writing stories and i hope you guys still support this book on wattpad!!

anywayy it's almost 2017 already and i really hope you're looking forwards to it

and to end 2016 and start 2k17...

Haru:

" Haru... It's cold..." You murmured, huddling closer to your boyfriend as you both stood on the beach gazing at the sunset.

The temperature was getting lower and everyone was getting ready for snow.

" It's not that cold, (Yn) chan. And you were the one who wanted to come to the beach."

You shivered. You didn't know what was colder, his attitude or the wind. But he was right, it was you who insisted going to the beach one last time before the year ended.

" I thought you were going to pick sea shells, (yn) chan?"

You smiled. So he was listening when you told him. You guys often went to the beach to pick up seashells and find crabs in the sand.

" Yeah I am!" You skipped nearer to the sea and bent down, examining shells you thought were pretty or had unique shape.

When you turned back to see what Haru was doing (hopefully not swimming in this cold weather), to your surprise he had also started looking for sea shells.

He seemed to be observing one for a very long time.

" Haru!"

" Yeah?"

" What have you found over there?"

Haru looked up and smiled.

This made you wonder what he had found.

He got up, cupping whatever he had found in his hand and started walking over to you.

Seeing him to this you stood up, brushing the sand off your knees.

" What is it, Haru? Have you found a crab?"

" No."

When he came to you, he looked at you in the eye and you stared back curiously.

To your surprise, instead of directly showing you what was in his hand he got down on one knee and

" (Yn) chan, will you marry me?"

In his palm was a very thin, delicate ring.

You covered your face with your hands, unable to stop the tears of happiness seeping out and blurring your vision. But even if you were crying to hard your answer was clear:

Yes, I will.

Makoto:

" Oi! Makoto!"

" Yes, (Yn) chan?"

" COME HERE AND LET ME CUDDLE YOU! I'M COLD!"

Makoto laughed as he walked up the stairs, picking up his kitten.

" I'm coming, I'm coming."

He came to your room, where you were huddled up in a blanket in a pikachu onesie while scrolling through tumble on your laptop.