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

All humans are cruel. In people's hearts, there exists something dark and corrupted. I don't think there is anybody in this world who is truly good.

Back then, he tried to persuade her that isn't the case. But it was only because he wanted to see the good in humans. He also understood her line of thinking; after all, one would only have to look at the adults in the institute.

There was a time where he got tired of it. How many more times would they beat him to death and revive him before they got their desired results? The only times he got a break were during dawn, when the guards would finally get tired and sleep.

How many times did he wish that he would just stay dead longer than a few minutes? Every single time he came back to life, it felt like he would lose something valuable. He didn't understand what that something was, but he felt that if this kept up the next time they revived him, he would no longer be the same him.

The Past- Mamoru and Sumire Part 7