"My soul will find yours," he promised as my hand gradually became transparent and his warmth on my skin started to fade.
The next second, I found myself in front of his tomb. I've returned to when and where I first met him. I looked around, it's as if what happened in the past few years was just a dream. My skirt is still torn, the strap of my left sandal broken, and my knee, scraped.
"Kaname," I whispered, my fingers trembling as I touched his moss-laden resting place. "I will wait for you; we will be together again."
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RomanceHello. I am Hinata Yang. Don't let my name fool you, I am neither Japanese nor Chinese. I am a South East Asian with a deceiving name. Twelve days ago, I went to Kyoto to explore and experience fall foliage but my curiosity was rewarded by something...