NonsenseWitch

Winter is a normal college student. In his normal life, he somewhat manages to get through the struggles of the university life with success. But, he does not dream of anything, and let fate write his path unto which he thought "is destined for me to become". 
He had few relationships on the past, in which he had given everything of himself through each of them. But recently, he decided not to fall in love again, as pain slowly built up in him, making him question his existence towards all.

It was all usual, until a foreign message was sent to him,
"はじめまして、立ち止まるな！"

Be Into You, Till Life Gives Hope

I'm in the clouds, flapping my arms as if they were wings. There were no feathers, yet, they kept me up above, flying. I saw underneath me, my place, reminding me how usual it is from me. I looked around and saw thousands of islands, each representing a possibility, projected in air like they're scenes of the future. I was fascinated, until I see my torso bleeding, with a mail stuck in it like a shuriken tossed to me from nowhere. I struggled to keep on air, until I drowsed slowly and fell.


I woke up as the bus came to a stop. I'm already at the university. I struggled going out with the many luggages I had. I regret now not having mom go with me. 


I managed to hop out the bus, and slowly went inside the school. It was a big university, with fruitful fields and verdant lawns. With trees around, it was a green university. 


I went through the people, those who also came early, only doubled in number as some bring their relatives with them, and I'm here alone, with many baggages in my arms. 


After 30 mins, I came in the dormitory, specifically in my room. I had my things laid in the provided closet and my beddings unto the provided bed. I lied on it a little bit just to rest, then went out, looking at the people who passes by the dormitory, some of them being my dormmates as well. 


Then, my eyes found someone familiar. His small eyes, shaved beard and mustache, quite smaller than me, hairy legs, wearing the shirt I gave him last Christmas. He traversed through the pavement into the dormitory. He smiled at me as he walked towards me. He gave me the tightest hug, "I missed you so much," he whispered. I gave him a hug too, having some tears in my eyes, he told me he loves me. 


It was the middle of May, I miss him so much. 


I talked to him about going through with the dormitory, since we're gonna live together in the same roof and room, I told him my plans on how to deal with it. 


Having a little annoyed expression on his chats, he told me : I can't do this, better, let's stay friends.


I was about to ask what happened to that conversation, but then he told me to forget it, and we reconciled with each other. He told me he's gonna be my boyfriend, again, and that this time, we're gonna make it through. 


Semester was done. All the dramas, the success, and the hard work were shared by the both of us. 


We celebrated our first anniversary at the end of August, had celebrated my birthday on September, studied together for the midterm exams on October, shared memories on our dormitory Talent Showdown on November, and made a great Semestral ender on December. I swear I can't believe we made it this far. 


It was on the semestral break when I knew something has changed, or maybe, it was the only time I noticed.


Second semester has already came, he was there, but I felt him lesser. He was there, but I can't seem to feel that he loves me. He's more on school, I asked him and he told me he's fine. 


I became persistent, everyday, I tell him motivational words, support him with what he needs, despite some being painful to me, I still give him what he needs. 


Until it was the third week of January, when I heard,


"I'm tired of us. I'm tired giving pity on you."


Not All that Comes Back are of Love