Hitoshi Shinso

The world lost its color the day Hitoshi lost his first love. Every weekend, he returns to the lake where they'd dreamed of forever, painting memories that can't paint themselves. But when a stranger sets up an easel beside him, painting the same view with the same quiet reverence, Hitoshi feels something stir—something he thought was buried with them. Maybe... just maybe... some colors are meant to return in time.

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