It is a regular day for Inoue Jun, a young man in his early twenties. Until it isn't anymore. Among flower petals, a fleeting smile, and a sudden death, he now has to find a way to remain sane. If someone died right before you, how would you react?
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Chapter 1:
She.
She stood there, on the edge, smiling brilliantly.
With her head held up,
she examined the yellow tiles on the ceiling,
her eyes wandering from one side to the other.
She frowned and smiled, tilting her crown left, glancing in my direction—
a tint of affection glinting in her eyes.
Chapter 2:
We both stood there, side by side, rejoicing in the presence of one another.
For a moment, it felt as if we were the only ones down there,
in the tunnel.
For a moment, it felt as if everyone else didn't matter and we were both alone.
Time was only an illusion and our presence the sole reality.
Every now and then, we stole glances at each other like two school children passing notes behind the teacher's back.
Unable to say a word, we both kept our distance— as if afraid not to break the other.
This was our first encounter.
Chapter 3:
The train was coming nearer.
With every second, the breeze intensified
and I could sense her trembling skin behind the frilly dress.
White skin. White fabric. Red lips. Blue eyes. White skin, white fabric. Red lips, blue eyes. Whiteskinwhitefabricredlipsblueeyes. Bewitched by her appearance,
I tried to look away.
The time board at the station announced the quick arrival of the train and soon enough, the lights gleamed yellow around the corner.
"Please walk away from the edge. The train for XXX is arriving shortly."
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