She was the one I loved most, and her secret nickname was “My Bridge to Life”. “Love?” As contradicting it is to say , this story is not a romantic drama! I could only describe us like this: Our connection at the start was a thread. Every time I made a crack on you, the bridge, ...
Standing by the tracks of a train, a boy takes a step towards the other side. But life has more in store for him than he could ever know.
A grieving man turns to recreational substances to cope with the loss of his love. On the day their wedding is supposed to take place, the man spirals into desperation to see his fiancé one last time. Submission for YOASOBI x Honeyfeed Writing Contest
On a cold night in early December, a recently bereaved and recovering alcoholic wanders the streets of a certain city, searching for a salvation that may never come. Then he meets Santa Claus.
We're always alone, aren't we? No one needs me right? No one cares about me right? It has always been like this from my ostracised childhood where I didn't belong in the chaotic orchestra that was school, all the way till now as a lowly unappreciated employee. Until I met her...
"There's no death without life, nor life without death." It was her favorite phrase. She was undoubtedly right, but for a long time I've felt so empty that I no longer know if I'm alive or dead. “My love, you're ruled by Eros." My wife used to say to me frequently. Thanatos, Eros or whoever, n...
I'm always with you. Maybe in the back of your mind, or just outside your window. No matter where you go I'll be there waiting. I'm your friend after all.
On the one hand we have a lonely boy tired of his usual routine, on the other Mai Yukimura, a former idol accused of a scandal that never really saw her as a protagonist. The boy and the girl meet, for the first time, through the balconies of their apartments and a spark seems to immediately fly...