[Net King] Cherry Blossom Years

Rukawa Sakura walked in the sunset, and the cherry blossoms drifted by in the wind.She raised her hand to brush her bangs and looked up at the sky.

Since she was in elementary school, she has been covering herself with bangs and adorning herself with a smile.She originally lived like this with the idea of ​​not being seen through by anyone.

She will be strong because she has no sense of security.So she learned not to rely on anyone or anything, and to insist on accomplishing everything perfectly.

Because, I don't want to...be sad again...

I don't want to be hurt by anyone or anything...

Therefore, she seldom cries.

We should not cry.For the heart, it is tantamount to the defeat of the body.

From the first time I saw this sentence.From past life to present life.She can't forget it.Never forget.

There is a deep feeling.It seemed to reach the depths of her soul all at once.From then on, engraved on the soul, can never be forgotten, never abandoned.

Maybe, she is also a careless person.at a certain angle.She doesn't want and doesn't want anyone or anything to affect her true heart.She couldn't bear that kind of bondage.

However, she also cried in her brother's arms.I never predict, but I am also influenced by my friends.In this world, she told herself, she too was needed.

Sure enough, after all the indifference and alienation, all the gentleness and kindness were broken, even she herself forgot what kind of person she was originally.She has her true self in her previous life.But in this life, she seems to be acting all the time—even she herself seems to be acting, all the time—compared with that reality.

Pain is always deeper than joy.No wonder the past life is more real than the present life.

But isn't she really living her life?No.She has been full since she was a child.Take everything seriously and learn so much.Because she knew that the teenagers here are full of enthusiasm and risk everything to chase their dreams and win, she was very moved.How could she not treat such a kind, passionate and youthful group of people sincerely?

The freedom I've been looking for.all my happiness.

I have no *, no awareness.However, I don't need them.My life is dull but fulfilling.

As long as you walk freely, you will exist happily.

Rukawa Sakura's hand brushing her bangs stopped.Smiling, he untied his hair tie and let his black hair dance in the wind.

Occasionally, you have to be willful, don't you?I'm still young anyway, aren't I?

15 years old, just right.Then start over.In the previous life, people began to die at this age, so they must live well in this life.This is not a turning point, but a beginning.

Pain is deeper than pleasure, but pleasure should last longer than pain.

The hair band was carried away by the wind from between the fingers, together with the cherry blossoms.was taken to an unknown place.

She raised the corner of her mouth and showed a gentle smile.Then, facing the slope under the setting sun, he started running.

Walk freely in the wind.

At the other corner of the street, the purple-blue hair was scattered in the wind.

He ran after the footsteps of the wind.Dancing in the wind is a purple hair ribbon.

keep running.Because once you stop, it will be out of reach.

These years, he never stopped for a moment, running with all his strength, chasing after that beautiful figure.

Finally, enough.

Yukimura was panting, his forehead slightly sweaty.Looking at the hair tie in his palm, he began to smile.

The moment his hair was flying and his long hair was dancing, he was dazzled.For her style that no one has seen for many years.At this moment, he is glad.

For many years, she always wore a veil of mystery.Even though it was so close, he never felt like he could touch it.She always smiles so softly at everyone.But seriously, it's more serious than anything else.He had to admit that even after so many years, he hadn't seen her through.

Not without disappointment.From the most innocent and pure childhood to the most beautiful blooming season in life.Along the way, never separated.I know her strength, her intelligence, her beauty, and her earnestness, but I still don't know her heart.Is it his failure, or is she just too unpredictable?

He probably knew that she didn't like others peeping into her heart.Therefore, neither he nor Genichiro knew it.She also doesn't like to probe into other people's hearts.Therefore, get along with each other silently and live in tacit understanding.There was never any conflict or estrangement.

When he was in the first grade of elementary school, he transferred to the No. [-] elementary school and met her by fate.

His deskmate is a delicate little girl who has smiled at him from the first time she saw him, as gentle as cherry blossoms in April, with a unique beauty.

Her name is Sakura.She used to dislike the name as too vulgar.He felt it was just right.

He has been outstanding in appearance since he was a child, and men and women like to stick by his side.He didn't like it himself.But this time, the deskmate closest to him just smiled at him faintly, spoke only two or three words gently, and was so considerate that he never approached him.

So he began to observe her carefully.

It seemed that she treated everyone with the same attitude, the same gentleness, the same smile.But if you look closely, you will find that she is also clingy.Her best friend in class is a cold, serious little boy who keeps his cap down forever.

He eventually became good friends with both of them.They have been almost inseparable since then.

Eight years have passed since then.

Yukimura clenched the hairband in his hand, and looked up at the cherry blossoms on the street corner.

Sakura, beautiful and strong, fragile and ethereal, flexible and intoxicating...

Such a beautiful and prosperous, strong and serious, yet sad and short-lived...