• Ryu.

    Long, black hair, tied in a low ponytail. Silver blue strands waving through. Dark eyes, silver-grey, like the moon in the star-filled sky. They looked lonely, lost. As if searching for someone.

    There, he sat under a tree, under the spring, sky. Blossoms in bloom. He looked up at me. I looked at him. Our gazes met and locked. He smiled weakly, like saying he was "sorry".

    A sudden surge of emptiness overflowed me. A sadness. I could hardly see from the tears that flowed. I couldn't look away.

    It was those eyes.