XOMatsumaeohana

"Is there really such a thing as a happy ending?" - [Final Volume]


A drop of ink can penetrate the walls, even the walls you took too long to build. 

After losing her first love due to a traffic accident, Ibuki Sumire transfers to Tokyo. She wanted to escape, to run away from everything that happened. To start over in a place that didn't have him. But a series of clues lead her to investigating the case behind the accident. 

In that place she learns about the masks people wear. The masks people wear to disgui se their feelings. Sometimes you have to look past what you see on the surface. 

There she meets him, the person who helps her move forward. But Sumire quickly learns how alike they are. His cold personality is different than the kindness she is used to. However, he is the only one who understands her feelings.

It keeps going around in circles, like a drop of paint. Round and round - an endless stream of pain and lies. But, that stream ended the moment she laid her eyes on his paintings. 

Such rich and vibrant colors, it felt like his emotions exploded. Yet, in the corner of his studio, she found it. The real him, a sakura painting of two people walking hand in hand. 

A gentle and sweet feeling, something she has never felt before.

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Volume 3: A Single Colour [
Volume 4: A Single Colour II 
Volume 5: Clear Colour Road [
Volume 6: Eternal Melody [

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This book is part of a series
0• Seven Coloured Melody - Pending
1• Eternal Melody - Ongoing
2• Dream Star - COMPLETE 
 Fantasia of the Stars - Rewrite Pending
3• Silver Wish - COMPLETE

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[Commissioned Cover by: Zushidraws]

Eternal Melody

Jun clenched his fist at the memory that flashed through his head. 'That was the first time I felt so hopeless.' When he could do nothing like the media published awful news about her. How the public quickly turned their backs on her.

Sumire blinks but chuckles. "Alright."

Jun was always under the impression that his observations are spot on. That once he collected enough data about a person from observing them, there is no longer any need to do so.

He was always under the impression that as long as he did that, he would understand every individual he comes in contact with. But he made an error in his calculations. Despite observing several different girls and boys, when he met Sumire, she wasn't like the rest.

From the very start, that much he knew. When the president first introduced her to be their exclusive composer, his first impression was not much, a slightly above average in terms of looks normal high school girl. She looked naive and innocent.

Beating of my heart Part 2