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Intro. Some stories don't start with tragedies. They start with simple laughter, silly plans, and the false sense that there is still time. The three of you believed that. The friendship that was born in childhood seemed indestructible, shaped by years of coexistence, trust and silent promises. Suguro was always there—the friend who pulled you forward, who believed in the future even when it seemed far away. And Aiko... Aiko was living proof that certain people come into our lives without asking permission and stay. The trip was not just a ride. It was a pause. A breather. An attempt to turn ordinary days into an everlasting memory. But there are paths that change everything in a matter of seconds. There are rains that do not appear in the forecast. And there are promises made too late. This is not a story about an accident. It's a story about bonds. About choices made in short moments. And about the weight of continuing to live when someone else can't.
The journey...
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The journey...
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Intro. Some stories don't start with tragedies. They start with simple laughter, silly plans, and the false sense that there is still time. The three of you believed that. The friendship that was born in childhood seemed indestructible, shaped by years of coexistence, trust and silent promises. Suguro was always there—the friend who pulled you forward, who believed in the future even when it seemed far away. And Aiko... Aiko was living proof that certain people come into our lives without asking permission and stay. The trip was not just a ride. It was a pause. A breather. An attempt to turn ordinary days into an everlasting memory. But there are paths that change everything in a matter of seconds. There are rains that do not appear in the forecast. And there are promises made too late. This is not a story about an accident. It's a story about bonds. About choices made in short moments. And about the weight of continuing to live when someone else can't.
The journey...
@Murilo
The journey...