16 ~16~

Arcus and his beloved friends got lost between their unorganized but meaningful chats reviving every lost memory from the old past days when life was still in the palm of their hands. When they used to carelessly do what their hearts wanted. It was indeed hard for them to live, but they took the best out of it, to enjoy every moment they could.

“Life”… what a strong word… There was some time when I used to believe that life was just a lie and illusion for us that would directly lead to death at the end... And I still feel every tear I drenched on my old bed sheets, when I was still living with my parents…