I could still remember the ring that I gave him. It once belonged to my mother and with it I finally confessed my love for him. In return, he gave me a kiss on the cheek, it was light and featherlike, but it felt warm. Then he flew off towards the battlefield like hero in a fairy tale. I just pray that my hero will come back to me safely.
I watched quietly at the bridge, as the heated battle continued all around us. My heart almost stopped when I saw Kira’s mobile suit extremely damaged in the fight. Thankfully, he’s okay, severely injured but still alive. I was so relieved that he’s okay. And for that, I promised myself that I’ll always stay by his side.
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