The summer breeze was nothing to scoff at. It whistled by, brushing light strands of hair to the side and rustling the vibrant tree leaves. The world really was beautiful, wasn't it? He hadn't really noticed before, but now...
Haruka leaned gently on the railing that separated the hospital rooftop from the open air, a small smile tinging his features. He fixed his hair, taking a moment to study the silvery-copper locks that had only made their appearance.
However, his attention to such small details dropped at the sound of footsteps coming up from the stairwell. Haruka lifted himself from the railing, facing the door and awaiting for the visitor to make themselves known.
"...?"












