August 7: The Lone Cherry Tree that Blooms at Night
Call me nanafuse, or nana-kun like how you did back then." "back then?" despite the feeling of fear i had, i tried to recall if i ever had any memory of him. then, one came back: our first meeting.
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In my right hand was a ticket that can be torn to half. The first half was cloud-coloured with a silver lining at the bottom, inscribed there in a simple and elegant cursive writing was "Stairway to Heaven". The other half was slate-coloured, and...