When you see Akira and Makoto together in Shinjuku, only a number of emotions could describe how you felt at the image of them that day. You're perceptive. Being the nice person you are, you lied to yourself day by day, ignorant of the flowers that threatened to escape your lungs. In the end, it hurt everyone too. - This is a single one shot! There's no chapters, however the story is very long :) Akira Kurusu x Fem!Reader Hanahaki AU

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