First published in Tieba, Gintama Oishen fanfic, background 3Z, slightly overhead. The update time is uncertain and will not be abandoned, HE.
There's abuse, there's blood, there's no letters (can't write it out)
Introduction:
The petals of the jacaranda are full of youth.
Their intersecting trajectories bypass first encounter, trust, tacit understanding, suspicion, and separation, becoming parallel lines that never intersect.
But longing cannot be worth time.
Water condenses into ice, and ice melts into water, returning to its original appearance.
At the end, the other side of youth is smiling like flowers.
They come to the end.