The song is not about the story. Open and listen for enjoyment only.

Ahem, let me introduce myself. Wright is only a 6th grade student who is about to enter 1st grade. I didn't dress well. I sincerely apologize. This is my first fic. And of course the language isn't pretty.

TT

But try reading it first. As for some people who saw the novel Rin Len in Wright's novel channel, they said that it was not Wright's novel but that of a friend of Wright who is Rin Len's mother. That is, we use the same ID.

Introduce the characters (actually you don't have to because it's just a short story)

Mark Tuan E-aen

BamBam Kanpimook Bhuwakul

Puling Wright didn't take credit when he made the save, so he just made the save and didn't care about the credit. If it is someone's picture, please ask for permission and apologize for posting it without giving credit.

...What are you waiting for? Let's go read it.

CR.SHL

-THE LAST SAKURA-

‘KUNPIMOOK’

“Hello BamBam, today Mark brought you some daisies that Bam likes.”

The owner of the voice was deep and charming but contained a feeling of sadness. He sat down and placed the mentioned flowers in front of the grave of his lover. The owner of his sharp eyes stared at the cherry blossom trees that were blooming as a shield from the cold wind and The sun radiated heat, destroying the dead body beneath the ground and stretching it upwards. Then the strong hand holding the watering can anointed the soil that gave minerals to the tree he was grateful for.

‘31TH  Dec 2015’

Mark or Tuan Yien sighed at the day when on some luxury phones, the pearl-colored eyelids closed and the owner slowly plowed down and sat on the grass, thinking about the past in a year.

Did he do the right thing?

Is it right not to let go of the past?

Is it right to think about starting over with someone even though your heart isn't ready yet?

Is it right to keep the person you love with all your heart in sweet memories?

These questions he kept asking everyone for a long time. The year began without that person and everyone answered in unison with one voice...

He did it right.

However, the person who could give him the best answer at this time was himself.

And of course, Mark's heart responded to every voice his broken but still breathing heart told him.

He's not ready to have a new person yet.

He's not yet ready to keep the sweet past as just a memory.

He is not yet ready to leave everything behind and move on.

Or to put it simply, he still wants to stay stuck in the past and wait for his lover to return even though that hope is faint.

Mark chose to follow his heart's calling, so he was in front of his lover's grave at the place where he and Bambam had promised to go watch the New Year's fireworks together.

Mark looked down at his communicator again, but this time he didn't look at the date. This time he came to see...time.

[11.55 p.m.]

Only 5 more minutes...

'In another 5 minutes, why is Mark rushing to bring Bam to see?'

'What? Why do you want to come and see quickly? Mark arranged it as requested.'

'There's no need to hurry, where are the people around here?'

'That's right here. It's a secret that only the two of us know, right?'

Mark shakes the conversation he once had with his lover out of his head. It was a year ago, but he remembered it better than the contents of the lesson and picked up his thin phone to look at the time again.

[11.57 p.m.]

Only 3 more minutes...

'Three more minutes, what's going on? Be still.'

'Bam, I'm just thinking...next year can we come see these fireworks together again?'

'Oh, that's all.'

'So Mark agrees or not?'

'I have to...get it.'

'Really'

'Uh'

Mark smiled at the sweet past that no matter how much time passed, it would always remain engraved in his heart, not knowing that he was being a prime target for someone who secretly wanted to take his life. behind the bush

“Does it know?”

“No...I guess he's delirious.”

“Then let's handle it.”

"Wait a minute...let's wait for him to be happy a little longer, Jackson."

“As you wish, JB.”

The malicious person smiled tallly because as far as he knew, the person who ordered him to kill this guy was a close friend of the victim in front of him. He probably didn't know that he was being used by his own friend.

Mark picked up his thin phone and looked at the time again. Wait a little longer, BamBam...Mark has arrived as promised.

[11.59 p.m.]

Only 1 minute more...

'Mark!! Bam is excited. Just 1 minute more'

'Oh, you've never seen it?'

'This is the first time I've left the hospital.'

'Oh...Mark, I'm sorry I asked...'

'Hey, it's okay, Bam. I'm not angry. Let's see in another 10 seconds'

'So...let's count down together, shall we?'

'Uh'

'Let's start!!!'

1ST JAN 2016

Bang!!!

Beautiful fireworks were launched from a place near where he was sitting. The sparks slowly separated from the center as they rose up into the night sky, where there were only clouds and tiny stars.

Then the fireworks that had been set off for the first time burned out and the sparkling fireworks replaced the old fireworks. It was like this every year. But...the sound of fireworks that makes everyone happy is obscuring the sound that causes those who hear it to suffer from the farewell of those they know or those they love.

“Mark came to come and see the fireworks as promised...BamBam.”

Bang!!

Then Mark's tall body collapsed in a pool of blood... along with a hoarse voice that uttered in the darkness of the night.

“Mission complete”

“Is it Mr. Kanpimuk who came to interview the president for a job?”

The secretary at the front of the room questioned the small figure who had been sitting and waiting for an interview for nearly an hour due to the overwhelming number of applicants. Today she had to rush back and forth between the office and the president's room.

The sweet face nodded softly before getting up and following the secretary's slim figure into a room that was closed with a luxurious door and a golden sign engraved with the name of the room owner. Just a glance and a glance could tell that it was very expensive. which

“Please come in. The president is waiting to see you.”

The ambiguous words made Bambam slightly puzzled, but he didn't pay much attention and a hand reached out and gently knocked on the door after the secretary's figure disappeared from sight. The sound of permission sounded causing the hands to change their duties from knocking to pushing the door in instead.

"Do you know...how long I've waited for the time to meet you?"

Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly, wondering at the words of the person sitting with her back turned to her. The secretary's words a moment ago came back to mind.

'The president is waiting to see you...'

"Uh...I'm here for a job interview."

Gathering the courage to answer like that, he didn't expect that the answer would cause his eyebrows to furrow even more.

"Yes, I know, but you don't have to interview. I'll pass."

Along with the figure of the young president who was there, the two people's eyes met.

The first moment... the image of the young man in his memory flashed overlapping with the tall figure of the person in front of him, causing Bambam to quickly shake his head and chase away the crazy thoughts.

“I haven't seen you in a long time...BamBam.”

His eyes widened at the deep, gentle voice, memories flowing into his head, his thin lips trembled as he spoke the name of the person in front of him and rushed to jump and hug the light body that opened his arms and waited to receive his body with all his heart.

“Mark!!!”

“Yes...it's me.”

In a past life, we may not have been fulfilled in love as we once promised.

But in this life, I can make it come true...darling.

 Nothing is permanent in this wicked world,not even our troubles.

Nothing is permanent in this cruel world, even the suffering of life.

(This one was copied from some website, I can't remember)

                                                                       -THE END-

TALK 

The first talk in my life Please follow my other works as well. If anyone is confused about the story, please leave a comment. If I have free time, Wright will answer for you. If the letters are small or need to be improved, please tell me. Feel free to criticize me, I won't be angry, haha, because Wright is still very young. As I said, I'm only 12 years old. But if any of my students are any older and are about to enter Mathayom 1 as well, please comment and tell the school. We'll go talk 55, but

There are a lot more moments now. So much that I couldn't take it in time. It's too good for the heart.

Can I please make some comments? Shadow and non-shadow readers

TT

P.S. Still haven't corrected the mistake. Can you help me search for it? Wright hasn't eaten anything yet and is very dizzy.