Literature
Freedom
It was a big day.
Kazuto stood outside the hospital, leaning near a bench facing the main entrance. He had wanted to go inside, but Asuna had insisted on meeting him out front. Glancing at his watch, he noted it was a few minutes after the agreed upon time, which really wasn't too surprising. He'd known she'd likely be discharged late, but he had still wanted to get there early. The March air was warm, and the sweet scent carried the promise of spring and new beginnings. It was hard to complain about waiting out in such beautiful weather, and he looked around with a thought. Finding a nice patch of grass by a tree, he sat back, folding arms