A Sweet Blossom [An Ouran Story] -prologue-

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Created by lyricalwishes on Friday, January 18, 2008

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Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.
Rain was pouring, a young girl was standing there all alone. She had no umbrella, so she was dripping wet. But she didn't seem to care. All she was paying attention to was the white roses on her hands and the tombstone in front of her.
Okaa-san...
She lay the roses gently on the ground next to the tombstone.
"Okaa-san... I miss you so much, I wish you can be here tomorrow, I'm going to a private high school. I worked so hard... and... I finally got accepted. I hope you're proud of me... Okaa-san..."

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