DESIGNER | LUCAS

twenty | cherry blossoms

"you, saying that i'm not the same as i used to be is not completely untrue.
this changed me is a stranger to myself as well."
- lonely, 2NE1

—OSAKA, JAPAN.

the twenty year old pushed the wheelchair of the old woman.

"the cherry blossoms are beautiful, aren't they?" the old woman said.

"they are quite beautiful, spring is here," the girl said.

"how have you been, momo?"

"i've been good, mrs. nakamoto," she replied. "how have you been? how is your dementi-"

"has my son, yuta, been good to you? i hope he has.. i've tried to raise him right. please tell me my efforts are showing.. i haven't seen my eldest, yuto, in such a long time.."

"he- y-yuta has been.. good to me.. yuto is-" she couldn't bring herself to say it. "yuto went to australia for a while.." momo's heart hurt everytime she had to explain to yuta's mother. she had dementia, so she didn't remember everything that happened.

"you seem so unsure and shaken up.. are you sure you're okay, sweety? you can tell me.. is it yuta? what has he done? are you sure he is treating you right?"

momo wanted to cry right in front of her. she's lied to her too many times, so much that her heart could break more than it already has. she had to tell her about who her son truly was. she shook her head nervously.

"y-yuta is.. he's a physcopath.. he-"

"what do you mean?? don't call my son that! don't you ever disrespect him!"

"mrs. nakamoto, please listen to me.."

"why would i listen to you? why are you telling me this? why did you even go out with my son? for the money? to think i saw you as my own daughter, but you talk about my yuta? LEAVE!"

"YOUR SON USES GIRLS AND ABUSES THEM. YOUR SON KILLED YUTO. YUTO IS DEAD," momo shouted at her.

yuta's mother started to weep in pain, realising what her son had become. momo watched her, stepping back. maybe she shouldn't have told her. she felt guilty for lying that yuta and her were fine and that yuto was alive. maybe this was what momo wanted to believe herself.

"my y-yuta.. he did that? my y-yuto is dead?"

momo could see that she was having a hard time breathing, and his mother was clenching her heart, but before she could ask if she was okay, his mother collapsed off of her wheelchair, falling onto the pavement. momo looked at her body, which then became lifeless. tears streamed out of her face.

"yuta can't find out.. yuta can never find out.. he'll become worse.. yuta will kill me.. i started this.." momo kept repeating to herself.

"yuto.. i need you.."