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Eternal Melody

"Is there really such a thing as a happy ending?" - [Final Volume] A drop of ink can penetrate the walls, even the walls you took too long to build. After losing her first love due to a traffic accident, Ibuki Sumire transfers to Tokyo. She wanted to escape, to run away from everything that happened. To start over in a place that didn't have him. But a series of clues lead her to investigating the case behind the accident. In that place she learns about the masks people wear. The masks people wear to disgui se their feelings. Sometimes you have to look past what you see on the surface. There she meets him, the person who helps her move forward. But Sumire quickly learns how alike they are. His cold personality is different than the kindness she is used to. However, he is the only one who understands her feelings. It keeps going around in circles, like a drop of paint. Round and round - an endless stream of pain and lies. But, that stream ended the moment she laid her eyes on his paintings. Such rich and vibrant colors, it felt like his emotions exploded. Yet, in the corner of his studio, she found it. The real him, a sakura painting of two people walking hand in hand. A gentle and sweet feeling, something she has never felt before. _ Volume 1: Volume 3: A Single Colour [ Volume 4: A Single Colour II Volume 5: Clear Colour Road [ Volume 6: Eternal Melody [ ___ This book is part of a series 0• Seven Coloured Melody - Pending 1• Eternal Melody - Ongoing 2• Dream Star - COMPLETE Fantasia of the Stars - Rewrite Pending 3• Silver Wish - COMPLETE ___ Join me on discord: Invite Only (ask in comments section) [Commissioned Cover by: Zushidraws]

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It could break them

Sumire does not know when she stopped breathing. But she noticed when it started to get better. No she found a method to deal with the emptiness. Whenever she read books she felt calmer. Ah, so there are other people who feel this way too.

'I am not the only weird one. If others feel like this too, does that make me normal?

Back then people often told me to behave normally. But I did not understand that. What did they mean by normal? I am alive aren't I?'

Sometimes Sumire felt like a dead person walking. She could no longer breathe and her emotions slowly became numb. She could cry and shout for hours but nobody would care, nobody would come to her. Who else would come to her? She is already all alone. The people who cared all left because they got tired.

Maybe its time to go? Maybe it is time to end this all. To the very end there was nothing she could do, she will die as a useless, and wretched person. Did death frighten her?