"You won't remember me by next summer." "I will." "You /won't/." "/You/ may forget, but I promise you, I won't." They were only strangers. Strangers at a festival but in that moment - Chuuya felt infinite; like a million suns bursting across the universe. Destructive and all-encompassing but so, so beautiful to watch. (It was love. Too bad Chuuya found it in someone who was never meant to stay.)All Rights Reserved