我的一个丧尸朋友

Synopsis

This was supposed to be a romantic scene, where the shadows of the trees danced while petals and leaves fluttered in the winds… The girl I admired holding me… I hadn't even gotten a chance to speak a word of the confession that I had practiced for so long, but… at the time, I thought that there was no need to worry about rejection because… roughly half a second later, I died.