Park | Tsuna

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"Good morning, (y/n)-chan!" Tsuna greeted happily in your phone call, you smiled and greeted back a 'good morning' to him.

"(y/n)-chan, let's meet at the park today!" he happily said, you can feel his excitement to see you even in the phone call. "You seem excited though, you're planning something, aren't you?"

He flinched for a moment, "e-eh? n-not really!" he stuttered. "I-I mean, I haven't seen you since I had a lot of paperworks.."

"sure, sure." you giggled from his reaction, "what time are we going to meet?"

"in 45 minutes?"

"sure, I'll meet you there!"

"Thank you, (y/n)-chan!" he almost screamed through the call. "I love you!!"

"I love you too, Tsuna~"

The call ended. He quickly went downstairs in excitement, as he reached the last step from the stairs, he tripped.

nothing new, really.

He dressed up and took a bouquet of flowers on the table. A small box was hidden in his pocket, he went to the mirror to check himself again for the last time.

As he took a step outside, he felt a cool breeze going on his direction; he was really really excited to meet you after all those paperworks he had.

On his way to the park, he imagined your reaction. He giggled, thinking of your embrassed face.

It faded until he saw a body lying to the road, the car who hit the person quickly ran away. The victim was swimming on their own blood, several of their bones were broken too.

The bouquet quickly fell on his arms, he dashed to the victim. The clothes of the victim are familiar.

"No way."

Their hair was covering their face, he dashed to the victim; calling ambulance in the process. His hands were shaking as he removed those (color) traces that were blocking your face.

A girl in her early twenties was lying on the road, in her own pool of blood.

He cupped your face, you smiled gently to him. His eyesight were getting blurry because of the tears.

"You can't die, (name), please." he pleaded, your hand reached for his cheek. He held your hand, tears are still making his eyesight blur.

You didn't made it in the hospital.

He hugged your lifeless body, saying your name a lot of times as he sobbed.

He was supposed to propose to you this day. He never knew that the phone call was the last time he heard your voice.

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