"One lonely heart meets another" The girl sighed softly, dropping her pen on the desk. English, a subject she used to love. Swimming, something she used to love. Haruka, something she used to love. "Things happen for a reason" "No, things happen because of people's selfishness, and then regreting their stupid mistakes and the same shit happens again." He was water, cool, crisp, calming. She was gasoline, easily ignited, harsh, fiery and ruthless.