Her short curls beautifully decorate the white boring sheets of the hospital bed. Her pale skin glistens in the light from the lamp beside her. Her fingers lie ever so softly over the sheets, nails bare and clean. Her lips slightly parted as she breathes through the container of oxygen. Hanabi looks at her and a smile finds its way up to her lips. The only thing she's regretting now is being deprived of observing her eyes. " From now onwards, I would read to you every day." The smile never leaves as Hanabi promises that to a completely unknown yet beautiful woman.