It was currently 12am, the bright moon overcasted the darkness in the sky. The season was winter, and in Japan it got very cold.

He saw his lover, in their uniform with her hair moving with the wind— it was a beautiful sight. The print on the back of their uniform said “Destroy” like all the other uniforms. They wore nothing else other than their black uniform, as their Haori and Katana laid on the floor.

They stood in the snow, embracing the coldness.