Yukimura woke up.

Strange…

He felt something missing.

Where's Miya?

Usually, Miya would come to his bedroom and wake him up before the sun rose to show him another unbelievable painting of hers.

He walked to her room and saw a mother and a son inside. He recognized them. They were her family.

He knocked on the door three times and came in.

"Good morning," he greeted them. "Have you, by any chance, saw Miya?"

When the lady heard her daughter's name, she turned to Yukimura.

"Are you … Yukimura?"

He nodded.

"Miya… She passed away last night," she said sadly as tears trickled down her face.

Yukimura was taken aback. "She… What?"

"Died."

-Flashback-

Beep… Beep…

"Doctor!"

"Is she still unconscious?" The doctor asked as he ran to the ward.

The nurse nodded.

"Heart beat?"

"30."

Thump…

"20."

Thump…

"25."

Thump…

"…"

Thump…

"…Zero."

-End of flashback-

So… It wasn't a dream… Or a nightmare…

"She had an asthma attack last night," the lady explained.

"The doctors weren't any help," she said bitterly.

Yukimura didn't know what to say. He was shocked at the sudden death of his best friend, Miya, the girl next door.

She handed out Miya's drawing pad to him. "This is for you, from Miya."

Yukimura flipped over the pages and came to the last drawing.

It was a smiling little girl with wings and a halo- an angel.

There was a note attached to it.

It read:

Dear Yukimura,

Friends share happiness and sorrows. You were there when I was sad, you were there when I was happy. We'll be friends forever, kay? I hope you will remember me forever and ever, even when I'm gone. I will be there for you, like when you were there for me.

Love,

Miya :)