(ANGEL BEATS)
“DON’T you remember the one you promise fifteen years ago?”
Slowly opening my eyes as the direct ray of the rising sun flashes through to my eyes, I took a deep breath in as the chilly breeze of the dawn blew its way, while we both travel heading down back to that place.
“Good morning.” Greeting me casually as he drove for the both of us in an early hour of the day after I cried and cried the whole night and almost giving him the jitters of worry for what happened, I took a warm smile in return thanking him for the selfish thing that he insists to be not.
“Make me remember everything, though it may seem selfish and end up in a tragic past. I want to remember the past that I forgot, the things that I lost, and the person who is you.”
Watching the dark vast sky slowly br
