Kimiharu stepped toward the grave of her best friend. All she could remember were these words..."I love you, Kimiharu." Her best friend was assassinated in the dark of night by a drug dealer. There was blood splattered every where and the man was forced into death penalty. I can never forgive that man even if people say I should. Masashi was her love and she could never get him out of her mind. Whenever she went to the grave she cried and brought african violets.