This couldn't be real. Hizashi knew this had to be a lie. There was no possible way... that Shouta was dead. But there was no denying that the far-too-still form before him was his husband. This had to be a nightmare. It just had to be.
››› [COMPLETED] "Dear, Blonde Loud Next Door Neighbor, I see that you have your own boys volleyball team, that's nice. I hope you guys lose every game. Seriously, I watched your team, they kind of suck. Anyways, I'm writing this note to tell you that you're really annoying in the morning and afternoon and your kids...