Kyousuke wrote:A decisive night without a warning, without any scent of sorrow.
A decisive night full of sparkling stars, without a clue of what’s to come.
That’s how I’d describe that night, a devilish turning point.
I lied This just doesn't sound right to me. But I completely suck at remembering which lay/lie version to use, so don't take my word for it. on a hill, gracefully covered in grass and flowers of an elegant feel. Mother nature sung it’s lullaby of scents and sounds, making it so easy to forget all troubles as long as night lasts.
First slap yourself.”.
…Before we meet, I have a …request. My sister…