The Past That Never Faded (Hinata BG)

I drifted happily off to sleep because of your confession at dusk. But when I opened my eyes, I was in a strange world. When I looked back, your familiar red hair was nowhere to be seen, and I could no longer hear your indignant voice in my ear. Without you, the world had no value anymore. Unwilling to let go of those memories that seemed to have vanished, I picked up my pen in that unfamiliar world and set out to write, stroke by stroke, how much I missed you. If I open my eyes once more, will I be able to return to the past? To the days that have not yet faded away. It will never be passed off! Theme: