I'm sorry I'm not there with you. But I love you. I'll love you, forever. Character Death. - GrayLucy
Prom night. Dresses and dances. Or not. A war waged on smartphones. - GrayLucy (and some LucyHibiki, NatsuLisanna, JellalErza). T for language.
A rising crescendo in the face of death - which eventually slows into a decrescendo and finally the last note. Then there is silence. Character Death. - LyonJuvia
And one by one, the colors come peeling off like old paint on a wall. - GrayLucy