Each part of Shibuya had its own beauty; from the trees, the people walking around the sidewalks of the streets with their friends, waiting for the subway trains to stop at their exact destination or to pick them up. No matter what the person was doing, all that matter was their happiness and content with themselves.

Today was no exception as the doves that shifted around in the gates, looking at each other and singing out their callings to one another (which were whistling and whirling). Then after a bit, the doves decided that it was best for them to move out of the way and go towards another destination, where ever that'll be, and in doing so, flew away from their original spot and began soaring in the horizon with such ferocity.

But just like any other type of bird species, doves aren't an exception to shedding, and so, a few doves molted as they flew into the horizon — their white feather gracefully floating down with such grace without a second thought.. Well since it was a feather and feathers didn't have any thoughts.

A few blocks down from where the doves originally stood at, Toya had been walking down the sidewalks of the streets of Shibuya, his black blazer straighten. But as he was about to continue walking, he had looked up and saw that a piece of feather from one of the doves were gracefully falling towards him. So when it was close to his reach, he had carefully grabbed the feather as to not damage the feather. And upon further inspection, his mind went back towards {{user}}, someone who despite the strange friendship they have, still was there for him during every single event that occurred in his life ever since they've met.