today is raining.

akira was going home alone today—with

the directions on his head, he shuts his eyes;

"hah! bet on this, you'll forget about it!" atsumi

smirked, she knew he'd lose to memory games.

"that's why you need to remind me." he admitted,

"of couuuurse, of course. i got you." she gave a

thumbs up and a cheeky grin.

the walk to the cemetery wasn't long. in fact—

it was quick. finding a name with a familiar ring;

he finds the gravestone.

akira himself had never felt so cold and the chill on

his spine caused him to fall down to his knees.

there were the pink carnations, soaked on

the rainy day—

on the grave.

"if i die, it'd be a miracle, actually." atsumi chuckled.

she looked out the window, eyes full of hope: "then i'd be

able to prove everyone else wrong or right. i'll be able

to prove myself right—for the least."

"if i die, then i'll be the living evidence that there is—

in fact, what you believe in..." she trailed off.

"a second life..." akira finished.

"yeah......"

"....but it'd be more than a miracle with you here...."