They say every story has a beginning, a middle, and an end. But what about the ones that never had the chance to finish? What about the words left unsaid, the feelings left unexplored, the moments that slipped by time?
This story is not about heroes in shining armour or villains cloaked in darkness.
It's a story of pauses—of quiet glances, unfinished sentences, and memories that resonates in the silence.
When he met her, he was just a simple guy, which sparked his grayscale world.
The world spun forward, and "Time" did what it does.
But something deep within reminded him of that moment, but... He never got the answer.
Never got the moment.
Never got the goodbye.
And maybe he never will.
But if the story never ended… maybe it's because it's still being written. But this story isn't just about what he lost. It's about what he finds when he starts writing again. This is for the ones who loved, who lost, and who still carry the weight of what could have been.
This… is An Incomplete Story.