Bridge of Sorrow
| “Hashi 橋” (with this Kanji) means bridge
Madara: I swear, people on Reddit are idiots
Obito: Since when do you read reddit?
Nagato: I showed them the other day.. anyways, what did you find this time?
Madara: So it is the same guy who keeps appearing on my feed, @Bridgeofsorrow23. Total crazy. He is always whining about how his life turned out so bad, how he was set for a good start, but how he messed up everything beyond repair. I truly don’t get it, why he cries on the internet, instead of just trying to solve it or something . . .
Obito: Uh-hm. So, what’s the tea?
Madara: In this post, he is giving details about how he lost his first and only love interest, how he realized his feelings way too late and stuff.
Madara: He literally claims he loved this person since early childhood but he didn’t know back then what love means, and then he was afraid to confess even for himself. And he realised when it was too late, when he hurt the other person and he betrayed them, and now he is constantly drowning in guilt and cannot be sober for a second because he then always just thinks about how he messed up.
Obito: He is.. ehm, clearly full of regret ..
Madara: He literally writes that “he always goes back to the river in his dreams, where he cherished his sweetest memories with his loved one. Only to wake up, and find out he is now alone and all the warmth and color from his world is gone forever, drowning in that very river”
Crazy guy..
Obito: That’s deep..
Madara: Anyways, good talking to you, see you
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Obito, to Nagato: So you showed him a “random” Reddit page, huh?
Nagato: I don’t know what do you imply
Obito: Don’t you think this story is a bit familiar? Also, the username. Bridge, like Hashi, and 23 like damn Hashirama’s birthday, really?
Nagato, smiling guilty: diabolical, right?
Obito, sighing: you are such a devil, aren’t you, fam? Wait till Madara figures out, you are so dead.
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* at the same night, under that post *
New comment from *leaf* : sometimes, you don’t need to confess. It’s clear. It’s the little things, the looks, the words, the actions.
Sometimes, the other knows without a word.
But then, when the little things change, for one reason or another, and you still don’t make your stance clear enough *khm, marrying your cousin and stuff, not believing your “loved one”, then you shall not be surprised if the things turned out like this …














