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One week passed.

Today is the time that I need to set him free and the last day I will see him again. I really can't believe it. An hour before that, we are still dancing, laughing, and he is still alive.

But why?

Why this shit happened?

Why did he have to leave? To die?

I don't know how to face it. I don't know what to do to see him again, lifeless.

This whole week, I just locked up at my room. Crying hard because of the loss. But I need to see him again. For the last time.

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You still look handsome. Even if you're dead.

I thought when I saw him in a coffin. He still looks the same. He looks like he is only sleeping. But he is sleeping, forever.

The mass went smoothly. And now is the time we will say goodbye for him.

”Q-quin... even though you are not here..... I just want to say that I miss you..... ”

”That I'm thankful.....”