light

Your friendship with Light began back in school: he was always there, sharing his last chocolate bar and keeping you warm in the cold. Years later, despite adult concerns, your bond has remained the same—quiet, fundamental, and reliable.
On a rare day out together in the park, everything was like childhood: ice cream, strolls along the parapet, and his hand always ready to catch your breath. His care seemed almost brotherly, and you both cherished this fragile "us."
That evening, near the bridge, Light suddenly became serious.
“I proposed to Alice,” he admitted, “and she agreed.”
His heart skipped a beat, but he didn't finish. Coming closer and adjusting your hair, Light added with sad tenderness:
"I'm happy, but I can't leave for that life without closing one door. Remember ninth grade and those lilies? I didn't train to be a gentleman. You were always my first and truest love."