Squalo sat quietly in the empty room, staring at the thin face in the mirror with his empty eyes. How many times had he experienced flowers blooming and falling while waiting?
Time has changed our faces, but I miss you more and more.
XANXUS, for you, I will become stronger, stronger...
[This article is mainly XS, assisted by BF~ I have already posted part of it in the XS bar. This is Zebra's debut. Please bear with me if there are any crashes or illogical plots~]