Uesugi Sakura lay on the bed, quietly staring at the ceiling of the room, lost in thought.
The ceiling was pitch dark, yet it seemed as if illusions were floating across it.
He thought that marriage was supposed to be a joyous occasion, the happiest moment in life.
But why, when that day is truly about to arrive, does he always feel a certain inexplicable sadness in his heart?
It's like cherry blossoms, breathtakingly beautiful when they fall in abundance, but at the same time, it is merely the end of their life.
"Sakura-kun..."
Uesugi Sakura stared at the ceiling for a while, suddenly hearing a weak voice calling him, so he turned over.
Hanamaru Hanabi was precisely watching him at that moment, and with the moonlight from outside the window, she could clearly see half of his profile.
"What's wrong?" Uesugi Sakura asked.
"Sakura-kun... you're not asleep either?" Hanamaru Hanabi said softly.
