YUHI
Right now he is a blank canvas, but no matter how much paint is used. The picture will end up in dull colours. With the way things are now, he can't sing the songs Sumire loves.
'I miss her.
I want to see her.
I want to hear her laughter
I want to touch her, to stand by her side.
I want to hold her and never let her go again.'
Yuhi closed his eyes. Sumire often said things like he shouldn't be too kind to her because it would mean her giving her entire self to him. But, he can say the same thing right back at her. It's because he gave her too many pieces of himself. The moment they were apart, he began to fall apart.
His thoughts break off hearing a knock in the door, hearing Ran's voice. Yuhi lets him inside.
"I thought you all had jobs."
"Yeah, I'm about to leave. I just saw Takeyama."
Yuhi laughed. "So, you decided to see me off?"
