「 Can you teach me how to be happy? 」 Fujiwara Ao has been living the past nineteen years of his life in ease. Born with the ideal background and blessed with enough talent, that's what most of the people presume. In their eyes, he was simply nothing more but a rich, unsociable, and self-centered person. But...
A girl is enclosed in a temple where she is a prophetess. She only wakes to see the late afternoon sun. When she begins to dream of a second heart within, which beats to the rhythm of someone near her. My entry as part of the Team Dreams in @rskovach 's Decameron 2.0. A/N: The cover art is not mine. Credits to the...
The beautiful, cheerful, peaceful days are Hidden-giving us the conclusion That it is yet not Our Halcyon Days. -
" I'm guilty of you passing away, I was the course wasn't I? But what is my fate? If I'm not the culprit, Who is? Death was only doing his job.." But does he know, a change of fate is coming his way.. In the most unexpected manner. PLEASE NOTE first CPN and this may not be the best. I may re-write it so yeah, please u...
「Once upon a time, there was a boy and a star」 A small story written for a friend on Christmas day
"today must be an important day for you, huh?" akira has been losing his memories...since when? he doesn't remember. all he knows is the pink carnations...and the rain. ✧❁❁❁✧✿✿✿✧❁❁❁✧ contains mentions of depression, suicide themes and such. please be advised for these mature themes. (c) -ariakahana. 2019. cover/illust...
[Coming-of-age, Romance, Existential, Japan] Seiji and Aoi have been inseparable childhood friends and eventually, high school sweethearts. Believing in naive dreams and love, all seems well until a tragedy separates them with a chasm of frozen time. As one struggles with the aftermath, the world moves on, while the o...
Carefree isn't a word that describes Fuyu's Life. Bearing the burden of causing her mother's death during childbirth is heavy. When life can't seem to get worse she is suddenly whisked away into an arranged marriage with a mysterious half Japanese, half-gaijin husband. He's cold and distant and se is the last person...
A tall building with 32 stories. The elevator takes you up slowly. Floor numbers light up as you ascend. 29... 30... 32... Wait... where's 31? [Written in 2013; originally published on textnovel]