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In a small town somewhere in the mountains of Japan, there once lived two young children who shared not a single thing in common - except for their friendship to the ever-loving and kind Nakamura Yuki. It was their friendship with this little girl that brought them together, willing or not, and all but forced these two despicable misfits into spending nearly every day locked together. XX
Yuki was a sweet girl, who wanted nothing more than for her two best friends to get along. Every day, she took them each by the hand and led the two rivals around their hometown, spouting stories and theories and compliments all the while. She never allowed them to be alone, to feel sad or unwanted. But when they were left without Yuki, all they did was argue, on & on & on. XXX
All of Yuki's hard work began to pay off after a couple of years, and her two friends began to argue less and less. That is, until they were all separated. XXX
The move sparked an argument between her friends, anger and sadness over the separation pushing them to hurt one another. They refused to say goodbye to one another, and left without fixing their words. Yuki sent letters that received no reply, calls that were never answered, visits that never got planned. Her friends all but disappeared, leaving a big hole in Yuki's heart. XXXX
Years passed. The three childhood friends led different lives, and became different people. But they never lost the hurt from the move, the guilt from the words said that day. And never was the guilt so bad as the day the two rivals received the news of Yuki's death, suicide at the age of twenty-three. XX
In Yuki's will, one thing stood out - the order that everything she owned be left to her two childhood friends, the ones who had been both her childhood saviors, as well as the cause of an overwhelming sadness that never faded. XX
Yuki was a sweet girl, who wanted nothing more than for her two best friends to get along. Every day, she took them each by the hand and led the two rivals around their hometown, spouting stories and theories and compliments all the while. She never allowed them to be alone, to feel sad or unwanted. But when they were left without Yuki, all they did was argue, on & on & on. XXX
All of Yuki's hard work began to pay off after a couple of years, and her two friends began to argue less and less. That is, until they were all separated. XXX
The move sparked an argument between her friends, anger and sadness over the separation pushing them to hurt one another. They refused to say goodbye to one another, and left without fixing their words. Yuki sent letters that received no reply, calls that were never answered, visits that never got planned. Her friends all but disappeared, leaving a big hole in Yuki's heart. XXXX
Years passed. The three childhood friends led different lives, and became different people. But they never lost the hurt from the move, the guilt from the words said that day. And never was the guilt so bad as the day the two rivals received the news of Yuki's death, suicide at the age of twenty-three. XX
In Yuki's will, one thing stood out - the order that everything she owned be left to her two childhood friends, the ones who had been both her childhood saviors, as well as the cause of an overwhelming sadness that never faded. XX