KEVIN
The rooftop would probably be my most favorite place from now on. It offers the peace that the bar below or even my home could provide.
It has been a year.
I have plans to sell the house, but too many memories stopped me from actually doing it.
Deep breaths.
I have to convince myself that everything will be fine.
Yet that was nothing but a lie. The definition of fine has escaped from my vocabulary. I no longer understood what that really entailed.
I can never be fine if Takahashi Ryuji continues to roam free.
I can never be fine unless Margaux and I make up.
Or at least talked. We do need a closure of the plans we have for the two of us. Right at this moment, I'm actually confused about what we really are.
Officially, we never broke up.
But we aren't together either. So where does that put us?
Nowhere.
And then there was Shiro.
