Shoto Coughed up a bloody Sakura petal.
He gave a bitter smile as he looked at the picture of Kuro and him smiling at the Arcade.
He had heavy bags under his eyes, his blood covered the last blank page.
The door to his room was locked despite the amount of people knocking on it.
He was going to be with her soon, and as painful as having a massive plant in your chest is.
Shoto smiled.
Hey Kuro,
I have the Hanhanaki too.
I'll be joining you soon.
I wasn't happy, with school.
I wasn't happy with Yaoyorozu.
I wasn't happy without you.
How could I.
I know it's not my fault, but I feel like it is.
I love you too.
See you so--
