#hakuyuki

hakuji with a single memory of koyuki standing there, framed by flashing lights of the fireworks. she’s still, stuck in a picture. her face is frozen in a laugh, stray strands sticking out of her hastily done hairdo. her cheeks are flushed from the cool air of the night and she’s far more than hakuji deserves. she’s beautiful, she’s perfect, and she’s there just for him. a single frame of koyuki, sitting in his faraway gaze. without the knowledge that now, as her smile is recalled, she is not alive to recreate it. she would never smile again.