Welcome to Freedom Island

"You won't remember me by next summer."

"I will."

"You /won't/."

"/You/ may forget, but I promise you, I won't."

They were only strangers. Strangers at a festival but in that moment - Chuuya felt infinite; like a million suns bursting across the universe. Destructive and all-encompassing but so, so beautiful to watch.

(It was love. Too bad Chuuya found it in someone who was never meant to stay.)