Conan: The Gardenia That Streaked Across Memory

Beneath the crumbling colonnade, between dreams and nothingness, the sound of your name threads through my sleepless hours. Your neat, ink-blue short hair is summer lightning, rising and falling along the back of the night with the power of sweet □□. The dark waters of dreams surge through the ruins, shaping you out of nothingness: painful braids, long since forgotten. On the wet shore in the night, a sea from a sleepwalker's dream lies stretched out, breaking against the land, and nothing can be seen. She was brutally murdered in her previous life. Somehow, she came to this world, and by a twist of fate, met him when they were children. From then on, the seeds of an indistinct love were planted in both their hearts. Time flew by. Over twelve years as childhood friends, those seeds of love quietly blossomed... The two young people, each carrying a bitter blood feud, kept the long-hidden secrets in their hearts to themselves, so they wouldn't drag the other into danger. That year, the gardenias bloomed. Gunshots rang out from the shadowy organization, and white doves swept across the sky... "Xiao Yun, why did it have to be you?" "For my sake, and for everyone harmed by the organization. Are you satisfied with that answer?" "You are the most beautiful jewel I want most of all to possess." --- Kaito Kuroba