a week has passed since that accident. i cried so hard as i sat with my kawaii wheelchair in front of todoroki-chan's grave.

i regret so many things. to be frank, i have liked-- loved todoroki-chan since i first laid my eyes on him. he's so dumb which made him kawaii. but i'm a tsundere so i'm not really good at being honest with my feelings. if only we started going out earlier than this, maybe we could have gone to so many places.

i wiped my tears and ready to talk with my dead boyfriend.

"hey, i'm here, baka. can you hear me? so... this is how it ended, huh? we didn't even get to go to paris... and you didn't get to hear me say you kawaii, call you kawaii. that's why i'm gonna say it now. i don't know if you can hear me but, todoroki-chan, i want you to know that you were born to be kawaii. you were so kawaii, you have no idea. every time you walked, i always mistook you as a baby because godammit, you were just so so so kawaii. todoroki-chan was so kawaii desu yoooo. XDDD no one in this world could be kawaii as you. i love you. you'll always be my kawaii bby. i'll call you kawaii from now on."

i turned my kawaii wheelchair around ready to go home. i realized that all of this time todoroki-chan made me really happy. with his existence and all his efforts... now i wonder if i ever made him happy at all?