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fireworks are now, but our story will last forever.CHAPTER I.
⊹𓂅 The light scattered wherever it pleased. It danced in the dark sky with the boisterous singing of the audience every night. Only the night is limited to the night that always waits for the morning, the twilight that always longs for the afternoon, the star that always looks forward to the arrival of its own moon. Fireworks are crowded. And it glows like you in the middle of my creepy night. To the stars and the moon at night, I leave an endless wait and longing. I don't even need a lamp to see you in the darkness. I don't need a long time to find you in the dense public crowd.
CHAPTER II.
⊹𓂅 We stand among the crowd. It's unfortunate that you left such a glorious and luxurious performance. Under the thick sky, we witnessed a classical dance that was obscure but drew the eye every second it was launched, after which it broke up and scattered everywhere in fragments. I don't need anything else that will serve as a light when you are beside me. It is enough that you close yourself to me so that the distance is no longer between us.
CHAPTER III.
⊹𓂅 Sitting with you watching fireworks like you at night. A sweet memory that I will never forget even if we are no longer together. With you, everything around me whenever and wherever it is, whether I like it or not, if you ask me with those beautiful pitch-black eyes whether I like it or not, then I will answer; that, “I like it although not as much as I like you.”
