"My Blue's Black"

The white-haired boy looked at the blue-haired boy in front of him, squinting softly at the person he had longed for all these years. Her stitched cheeks were wet with salt water as those words spilled from her mouth

"I don't deserve you, you deserve the world
It feels like we're made from the same dirt"

The blue-haired boy stopped, feeling as if the emptiness inside him was increasing with each passing second. He stepped back, not knowing where he was going, and began to run.

This dream.. When would it end?