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-"And it's like the sky is new." Sit and think. That's all young Aizawa Shota could do. He couldn't focus on anything else ever since Shirakumo Oboro was pronounced dead at the scene where he'd last seen that boy's confident smile. They had formed some working relationships here their teamwork was in total sync. That all came crashing down, no pun intended. All Aizawa was now was a plain, empty shell of a human training to be a pro hero. On a clear evening, as the serein coated the grass around his home like a gentle blanket, a familiar cat scratched at his window screen. The cat 'belonged' to Shirakumo, the one he'd left his umbrella for in an effort to sort of attention to the cat. He ended up opening the window and letting the cat it, smothering the feline with attention due to "instincts". Really, Shota just missed the cat. When he finds himself cold and ready to get a sweater with the window left open, he finds that tonight would be a night he'd never forget. ________________________________________________ There'll be angst drabble here and there, hopefully, there will be a happy ending. I'm not sure where this will go after this February 2020 edit. April 2020 edit, the title was changed to actually suit the story. "Lanterns"? I'm not sure lanterns are even mentioned here, haha-
Dreams.
