She was beautiful.
Her smile was bright, like the sun. Something I didn't believe I could live without.
I was always trying to spot her silver hair in the crowd of kids.
When she glanced at me with her violet eyes, I couldn't look away.
She was my everything, but I was nothing to her.
Just another person in the crowd around her.
Only admiring her beauty from afar.
I never understood my feelings towards her until now.
Now that the floor was painted with her blood...
Now that I see her once violet eyes staring coldly at the wall...
Now that I have seen every memory,
of the life of Hana...
My sweet Hana.