If your one word had hurt this much, I should have held on. I should have not shed tears. I should have stopped saying sorry and telling you not to leave. I should have quietly grabbed your collar.
“Jimin… please think about it again just once.”
“Even so, please tell me why, okay?”
How can you just leave like this without giving me a single reason, without even letting me know what I did wrong? Just yesterday, you were whispering your love. Who would have thought it would end up like this today? I only looked at you, and in the end, is this all there is to it?
“Don’t be so stubborn, just stamp it.”
Slimy, yeah, let's not be slimy. But, I can't seem to stop the tears from flowing. They just won't stop flowing. I loved you even when I stamped the seal. Your cold eyes finally looked at me. I'll never forget those loving eyes, but I loved you anyway.
The next morning dawned as if nothing had happened, and I got ready for work just like the day before. I untied my ponytail, put on the white shirt I'd been wearing before, and looked in the mirror.
Now all I have to do is leave this house, but why don't I want to? Is it because this house is cozy? Is it because your scent lingers? Is it because I can't forget you? Without realizing it, I keep looking back.
This place, where everything has become nothing but memories, may eventually leave my arms. Either way, memories are memories. Painful memories, sad memories, happy memories. They all begin as memories, and they all end as memories. Even those things that settle into a corner of memory and are slowly forgotten are memories.
Of course, the prologue is Sed.