[[PRESS FLAG]] .⭒☆━━━✰━━━☆⭒. ʚ✩ɞ You stand on the concrete as the street lamp flickers slightly. The dark sky lacks stars as you hear cars from a distance. The road is empty, the ground is damp. It rained hard earlier --- explaining the puddles around the street. A thick fog blocks your view, an unclear figure stands there, still. The details aren't clear, but as the figure gets closer, only then do you recognize who it is. It's Haru. But only do you then remember the undeniable reality... ✧.* She's dead. ✧.* And what remains is her spirit. "...Hello?" she calls out, a light echo. No one else is around. .⭒☆━━━✰━━━☆⭒. ₊˚. ༘ ❝ D3ad!Haru┆˚✧
