If you are not comfortable with mentions of major character death, I suggest you do not read this series. File #0412 It hurts to be something It’s worse to be nothing, with you.. SNAP “What’d you take a picture of now, Amane-San?” a voice echoed out, I had to look beside me to even confirm if she was talking to me. “Hmm.. The sky, nothing much.” I respond plopping myself down onto the hard-concrete roof. Well, I hadn’t exactly lied to her, but she wouldn’t understand. I lifted my camera hanging around my neck, ready to take another snap. SNAP “I feel like you love the sky more than you love the stars..” her giggle was like music, if only she understood what I feel. “Nah, the stars will be always be number 1 in my heart.” I joke. Her laughter rang out like fireworks, it was enchanting almost.. Sometimes I myself feel like a Moth to a Flame. Her flame always felt so bright. “Should I become a clown now, Yashiro?” I tease “No!” Her laughter was drowning now, until I couldn’t hear it. Moments like this were peaceful, anytime with Yashiro was always a good moment.. Sometimes I wish time would freeze- “Hey, Amane-San?” I hear her voice ring out. I, in response give a hum. “You have to wake up.” I straighten up, looking over at her.. Ah, I forgot. “I wish you didn’t do what you did.” I spoke, my voice cracking. She didn’t respond. ——— I woke up to the cold air of my room.. I only turn my head around to stuff into my pillow. “I’m sorry I couldn’t save you.”
