Haunted Ex
Love Does Not Until
A few days later...
Day after day passed, and it did not feel like winter had come. Grain of white ice plumes fell on Tokyo City and its surroundings.
The cold air made a woman wrapped in a white dress to light firewood in the fireplace in her apartment. His face was pale, his hair falling to the floor.
He sat with his head on his knees crying. Crying what happened to him.
The dim light of the lamp increasingly showed sorrow in his heart. His love just left after he gave up something most valuable in his life. Not a treasure or a throne, but an honor that he had guarded for the past twenty-five years. He had to run aground at the hands of a young man he loved.
"Nara ...."
He mentioned the name of a young man who made him fall in love at first sight. A young man who was warm to him. Her memory was always filled with the name of the young man who had snatched away her virginity. But baby, those memories only apply to her, not to Nara.
"Is he still thinking of me?"
The murmur was said from her sweet lips. He then took a few sticks of bricket to throw into the fireplace. The woman then wrote several poems to Nara.
"Uhukkk!"
Toxic gas began to arise from the burning of the bricket, a type of fuel from coal. His breathing began to feel tight, but he continued to write poems for the young man he loved.
"Hhukkk, uhhhhukk!"
Without having to wait for a long time, the poisonous gas began to suffocate his body. His face was also flushed because oxygen was thinning around him. He deliberately closed all the doors and windows of the apartment and turned off the AC. It triggered the poisonous gas to spread so quickly throughout the room and also his body.
Her beautiful body began to blacken, she slowly lost her consciousness. But in the last seconds of his breath, he was still trying to write down a name. The name of a young man he loved.
Frustration, depression and feeling alone struck him after the blue-eyed young man flatly rejected him. His heart was fragile, especially if he lived alone, making him decide to end his life immediately.
"Nara .. I love you ...."
A few moments later...
An ambulance was brought in shortly after an office boy noticed a puff of smoke from the apartment numbered 066. Security and local police also attended to check the scene. Seen there a middle-aged man, black shirt, bulletproof coat is holding a scene of TKP.
"Dad!"
A young man came running towards the man. His breath was stifled because he was in a hurry.
"Ken!" The man mentioned the name of a young man who ran towards him.
"Dad." The young man's breath was puffed.
"Ken, I think you know the name of a young man who was written before he died."
He is Zain, Ken's father. A police chief in Tokyo.
Zain then gave Ken a piece of paper. Ken immediately read the writing on the paper.
Nara?!
The paper was found by his father during the TKP. Ken's face looked red, he looked furious after reading the contents of the piece of paper.
"Ken, is that right?" His father is waiting for an answer.
Ken clenched his hand. He was no longer able to hold back his emotions. His mind was fixed on a young man, who was none other than his own friend, Nara Shimura.
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The First Part is finished