"Let the past rest, sport."
Scrawled in the small, quick handwriting of the blonde, the note card lain on the ground read:
You do not deserve to be in my life after what you had done. I trusted you, you know. You were my mentor and it was a difficult time for me -- I didn't think I would ever care about anyone. when you left without so much as a reason why, i couldn't let you go, and chasing after you felt like the worst mistake of my life.
then when i hear from you years fucking later it's when you kidnap the person who was most important to me and YOU KNEW THAT. i couldn't give a damn about tron at the time and i can still hardly bring myself to care about him now.
i cant hold onto the past anymore but dammit all i want to hate you so much but i dont. haruto forgave you so i guess i cant hold onto an old grudge.
...i still lo
The note cut off there, the writing mostly an illegible scrawl by the end.