"One day you will look back at the small things in your life and notice that each and every piece you pick up, every tear you cry, every storm you live through, can impact on who you are and the people that are around you today."

-Ayuki Matsumoto and Arioka Daiki

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Ayuki's POV

I made my farewell to Kento and left the hospital. Nao begged to stay behind because the guilt was too much to comprehend. I talked to her for one last time and found out that she and Kento had been childhood friends.

She called her father to assert him about the incident and that she wants to stay. Heart stabbing, he told her that Nakajima Kento was the man that he wanted her to marry in the beginning. One of the assistances brought the wrong Nakajima- Nakajima Yuto into the whirlwind romance and that was where Daiki agreed to take his spot and forget me.

Isn't it funny how simple life could be? The choice we take to make it so much more complicated is really stupid. All those tears, heart-breaks, sleepless nights seem to be just a waste.

I walked down the dark street at 3:45am in the morning and glanced down at the marbled ground below me. My mind before coming to the hospital was completely different than the mind I have right now.

Wondering more about perspectives, I trailed off into the left side of the street without realizing that there's a light post right in front of me.

BANG!

The sound of my jacket zipper clanged against the metal post and I opened my eyes to see the complexion of the light source so close to my face. There was a grip in both my forearms and I turned around to catch a glimpse of the owner of those hands.

"Dai-chan.." I called.

"You could have waited for me you know.. If you had waited, I wouldn't had to play mr. stalker." He chucked, placing his right hand in front of me.

I stared at him in confusion and he stared at me back with a saddened face. "So you won't trip or trail off into another pole.." He stated, glancing off into another direction.

The light was dim but even so, I could still see the pink complexion on his cheeks. Biting my lip, I held his hand- or was it the opposite? Daiki entertained his fingers through mine and held my hand tightly, as if, no one else can ever break it apart ever again.

I didn't know if he was walking me home or his new rented apartment was in the same direction as mines. But this ritual was too mind-compelling. My emotions are becoming unstable again. Today was too much for me. For a month, already, I was in a battle with myself.. With Daiki. All those glares he gave me, all those back-stabbing, hateful moments.. It seemed surreal that it all came from the guy right next to me.

Daiki felt the guilt too. Because when I released a sudden gasp of cries just now, he tightened his grip on my hand and stared down. And with a quiet voice, I heard him utter the words that I longed to hear for a long time.. "Gomen." He began. "All the tears that I gave you was something I never wanted to do.. I HAD to.. And.. I.. I.. I want to make things right again... Ayuki.. I.."

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