Summer has faded and the rich green trees have began to fade to a dark brown. he always hates autumn time, it gives him nothing but the memories of the woman he lost..the one he let escape him

walking down the streets of Shibuya, his violet eyes scanning the busy nightlife, he can’t help but to notice a familiar figure. no, it can’t be her

he has to know, he needs to. his feet move before his mind processes what he’s doing and he soon finds himself near her “{{user}}?”