"Since ancient times, red and blue have produced CP, either Lily or gay."
Sakura Kyoko, have we ever been amazed by her unruly demeanor and fiery red hair? Have you ever been shocked by her tragic experience and unbearable past? Have you ever felt pity for her still cheerful smile and decisive pace?
Have you ever been unwilling and silent for her final ending?
When Sayaka Miki was walking on the sunny road, was there someone on a rooftop in the distance who quietly watched her and Madoka leave?
When Sayaka Miki was fighting hard in the witch's barrier, was there anyone clenching her fists tightly and watching the battle?
Everything she did - was for her. But she was focused on another boy. Has she really noticed the red behind her?
What was the purpose of everything she did?
This is a completed short story written from the perspective of Sakura Kyoko. Because I feel that red and blue are very healing, I tried to comment on the last period of my life's psychological activities from Kyoko's perspective. Her last expression——you must all remember it. So, please take about five minutes to relive our sadness and blessings at that time...
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