A Magical Roleplaying Experience 

 #16252  by Shiro Takayama
As students kissed in the halls and others talked to their friends about summer vacations, A Japanese man in a black sweater and silk slacks walked through to the memorial with one single rose in hand. A Rose to Sarah, a long past friend whom he had been able to help even with all the authority and power he held now. At the end of the day, it just proved one thing: Power doesn't always mean you can win.

Sarah had become proof of that. Oddly enough, one old Hogwarts teacher had suggested this...oddly he took the suggestion.

Clearing his throat as he made it past the clearing that lead to the memorial a couple of students allowed his view of it. He took that time to step closer, setting the rose down lightly in front of it.
"Gomene, Sarah-chan. modotte kita deshita." He smiled.

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