Something was wrong with Sakura. And something was wrong with him: he couldn't find the right words to say, he couldn't find the right things to do. He could only watch as the Sakura he knew languished before him; he could only do nothing to stop it.
THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED. Please refer to the remake: Antiquated Folly.
At one point I believed that friends stayed friends forever. I used to think that all the mistakes - the pain, the hurt, the scars - and all the struggles that seemed impossible to overcome could be forgiven and forgotten. I was a child when I thought that. I was wrong.