"Akaashi-kun, I like you."
"Yeah, I know."
"I like it very much."
"Me too."
"Take care."
"Okay."
"Ha..."
Kise Ryota raised his head and leaned against the wall.
What will the eyes look like under the hair?
Is it time to end?
Maybe this life should never have started.
Instructions for consumption:
1./WThis is my first time writing a fanfic, try to avoid OOC.
2. The only CP in this article: Chihei.
3. Kise's settings may be different from what you think, so don't criticize if you don't like it.
4. The writing is bad. The writing is bad. The writing is bad, from non-original to non-original to non-original.
5. I don't know much about Japan, so just pretend they live in Japan.