It was a night when the crescent moon blossomed.

The clouds hung low, sinking endlessly, making them feel closer than ever.

Beneath them, the field of grass reflected the moonlight, exuding an inexplicable clarity.

It was that kind of night.

A night where the moon shone brightly.

A night where the sky was beautiful.

A night where the wind felt exquisite.

And—

“Isn’t it beautiful?”

A night where I liked you.

That was today.

“Yeah, it’s beautiful.”

The words weren’t directed at the moon.

If I had to specify, it was more about the night sky.@@novelbin@@

A sky where countless stars bloomed like flowers.

The fields below were alive with blossoms,

And the sky above was adorned with stars.

Then, what was blooming on your face?

I often thought this when looking into her eyes.

“Oh?”

She laughed at my words.

“...You’re as incorrigible as ever.”

“When have I ever said anything bad?”

I couldn’t recall ever saying anything offensive.

I looked at her, feigning injustice, but she smiled her characteristic smile and replied.

“You always say cruel things.”

“…Like what?”

“The things you say keep me alive. They’re cruel and heartless words.”

I didn’t understand.

She often said incomprehensible things like this,

Always with a sorrowful expression.

“Why are you crying?”

I asked, brushing her pale cheek with my fingers.

“I’m not crying.”

She grasped the back of my hand and responded.

Her touch was cold.

It always was.

And so, she would often cling to me,

Saying that since she was cold and I was warm,

Holding me made her feel a little more at ease—

Enough to live another day.

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