"Fuji-senpai, I like you, and I don't want to let go of your hand!!" Echizen Ryoma looked at the leaving figure and shouted at it.
Fuji Shusuke stopped, his body trembling slightly, and finally he lifted his steps and disappeared into the dim street.
Echizen Ryoma stared blankly at the figure submerged in the darkness, bitterness spreading throughout his heart, and the dim light stretched his shadow. . .
When I'm hurt
I would be happy if you could hug me gently
When I fall and can't stand up again
Please give me some courage
My thoughts have never been conveyed, and today is the same
Walking alone on the cold street
I can't even remember where this place is.
There is only one night wish that will never end