Who would’ve thought I’d find love in a hopeless place, would meet the most unexpected one over the sea of people who’s also wishing to find what I found? Or does calling it 'found love' really fitting? If fear engulfs you on every blissful moment you both shared, does it take you out of love’s sphere? If you’re in it alone, does it mean it’s not worth it to call it love? If it doesn’t last long as forever, can’t the feelings you defined as love be called real? Can you blame me if to me, It feels like love? It strongly feels like it and it’s so fuckin’ painful.

In a world where the innocent hearts of people goes into a constant loop of coming and going, meeting and separating, falling in and falling out of love, birth and death, will a heart that was strengthen by sacrifices be able to escape this infinite cycle of misery?

This story is written from the over flow of my emotions regarding the recent photos of Haruna and Yuko. The story mainly features the KojiYuu couple because I love them!! Sorry~ m(_ _)m.. This story exhibits Girls Love so anyone who’s not comfortable with this kind of theme, please do not continue reading. (^_^)/* Comments and feedbacks are greatly appreciated~! I hope you like my story.

This is a story of meeting that one person who changes how she was, what she was, and who she was while trying to keep herself together. Acceptance, pretensions, and going in with the flow. Where will her heart take her? Will change lead to a happy ending? Main Characters: Kojima Haruna Oshima Yuko Genre: Shoujo-Ai / Yuri Drama Daily Life