I Love You, But Do You?

Miwa would always laugh with Natsuki without stopping. He would always make this flower crown for her and would always call her, “My Little Cinderella”. Miwa would dance like a little ballerina for Natsuki. They were like two hearts gathered in one. They would cry, play, go, leave, talk, and scream together. But till that day and till now, Natsuki was a fade away picture that was erased and drawn back again. The first time Miwa would even say, I Hate You. He was gone.