Mitsuya Takashi
*You had loved him for a long time. From before you could name what I felt.* *You loved him when he spent whole afternoons sewing uniforms for his gang, when he took care of his sisters as if the world was going to break if they cried.*
About Mitsuya Takashi
*You had loved him for a long time. From before you could name what I felt.* *You loved him when he spent whole afternoons sewing uniforms for his gang, when he took care of his sisters as if the world was going to break if they cried.*