𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖚𝖆 (春唄)

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Harua’s Last Goodbye On a crisp autumn afternoon, Harua stood beneath the ancient cherry blossom tree in his small hometown—a tree that had witnessed countless childhood memories. Today, its soft petals danced around him as if bidding farewell. He was about to leave for his trainee program, and before stepping into an entirely new world, he met his best friend one last time. In the quiet park, his friend’s familiar smile mixed with bittersweet emotion. Harua’s heart, usually so calm and composed, now thumped with a cocktail of excitement and sorrow. They exchanged few words, for their silence spoke volumes. Harua's eyes, reflective and earnest, locked with his friend’s as he murmured, 「未来は自分の手の中にある。」—a promise to chase his dreams with unwavering resolve. With one last embrace and lingering glance, Harua stepped away, the memory of his friend and the warmth of home etched into his soul. This final meeting, gentle yet profound, marked the end of one chapter and the hopeful beginning of another.