"You were about to search for that," she says. Her voice is soft but not sad. "Don't."

I will go outside tomorrow.

He backspaces lonely .

add.anime

add.anime

The cursor blinks in the search bar.

A cluttered bedroom, 11:47 PM. Rain blurs the window. A single monitor glows in a dark room.

The petal lands on his keyboard, covering the 'Enter' key.

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