Literature
ashes
Another misstep. Another stumble. Another wrong pitch.
He was trying so, so desperately to pick up the pieces of his crumbled unit, but the harder he tried the more hopeless it seemed.
"Maybe we should just give up," he said, sipping gloomily from a bottle of water, "Tenshouin destroyed us, Junichi is gone, we have nothing left."
Long, light green hair swayed as Mikio shook his head, "I'm not giving up on you, Aki. I'm not giving up on us."
Akihiko, leaning against the practice room wall, let himself slide down until he was seated on the floor. He put his head between his knees and sighed pitifully.
“What is wrong with you? DonR