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A year had passed since the wall separating No.6 from the West Block had fallen. A year since Nezumi sealed her lips against Shion's for the second and last time. A year without any news until that Christmas Eve. [Nezumi x Shion | Christmas 2016]
Life is a book, you can hold a pen and write your own pages. Do you believe in the "perfect life"? Does that exist? Well, it's not the case with Ritoru, he even has a perfect life. But she's not just perfect, she's perfectly planned.
Nezumi is back, finally. But it's late... Why didn't she come back sooner? "Shion, will I never see her smile again?"
Above all, there was love between them. (They would never think they could fix what was wrong, the broken parts they carried.) Enough love to fit between the cracks, to settle - even if precariously, as they were only attempts, and they could still learn - the renewed relationship. (Love capable of nourishing them enough to make them want to restructure themselves.)
One Christmas night, Shion and Nezumi spent a moment alone. What could happen?