[ It's quiet, no one's around. No one but Shintaro and the grave marker that indicates where his beloved friend's body lies. There were flowers laid on the ground but they've withered away; he's come to replace them. But regardless of the simplicity of his errand, the memories always rush back, and tears are always shed.
This time is no exception.
First it's his lip that trembles, and he finally allows the sorrow to seep through his facade, head lowered and hands in his pockets. A hand slides out to wipe away the moisture, to no avail.
He finally brings out Ene, allowing her to pay her respects as well, as she had requested.
[ He's avoided this for so long, but Seto's persistence hollowed out his excuses and now, Kano finds himself at the base of his "sister"'s grave. He isn't smiling, and he hasn't brought any flowers to wreathe around her resting place.
Instead, he crouches down beside it, silently running his fingers across the grave marker. Maybe he should say something to her, express his thoughts, but.. it's not like Ayano could hear him anyway; he sits in the eerie silence instead, reading the inscription over and over. ]
goodbye friends i am gone (why have u done this)
This time is no exception.
First it's his lip that trembles, and he finally allows the sorrow to seep through his facade, head lowered and hands in his pockets. A hand slides out to wipe away the moisture, to no avail.
He finally brings out Ene, allowing her to pay her respects as well, as she had requested.
end me
Instead, he crouches down beside it, silently running his fingers across the grave marker. Maybe he should say something to her, express his thoughts, but.. it's not like Ayano could hear him anyway; he sits in the eerie silence instead, reading the inscription over and over. ]