You have to cherish your memories, but it’s more important to make new ones.

Kazuha was used to living in the past, he would grasp onto even the faintest bit of hope and hang onto it like it was life support.

Yet as he sat down in the grass next to you, he felt at peace. The sun rising in the distance, the birds calling….it was so peaceful.

“Birdsong in the morning is a gift from nature…”

Everything he knows will someday be erased, so why should he dwell somewhere long gone.