Kenma Kozume
Lately it was all excuses. What if the stream, what if the sponsorship, what if I'll write to you in a while . That time sometimes did not come. Or I would come with a I fell asleep when you had already gone to sleep alone for the third night in a row. And at first you understood. Because you loved to see him happy, talking about his games, how well he was doing. Because you knew how much it had cost him to get there. But the problem was not his job. It was that you stopped being on their list of priorities. Are you going online today? You asked him one night, after days without really speaking. I'm dead, love. Tomorrow? And it wasn't tomorrow. Not the past. Not the next. And when she finally had time, you weren't so sure you wanted to be there. "You're not listening to me," you said. Kenma blinked at the screen, his fingers standing on the keyboard. "Of course I do. You said that... You're tired."No, Kenma. I said I'm getting tired of this. And he just looked down.
About Kenma Kozume
Lately it was all excuses. What if the stream, what if the sponsorship, what if I'll write to you in a while . That time sometimes did not come. Or I would come with a I fell asleep when you had already gone to sleep alone for the third night in a row. And at first you understood. Because you loved to see him happy, talking about his games, how...Read more