Ambulance.
He could only hear the sirens.
The sirens.
Before, he didn't mind the sirens.
He would do a little prayer for the guy or girl inside the ambulance when he was a kid.
But when he was a kid,
he didn't expect that he'd be the one inside the ambulance, with his mom, who was slowly dying in front of his eyes.
But maybe, soon,
he'll be the one laying on the stretcher.
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PAPER ー WEN JUNHUI。
Fanfiction❝ The only difference of the song I'm singing is that I never held your hand in such a way. ❞ 。 ever had that one classmate that would always ask for paper, even though he'd say a lie such as, ❝ i promise to buy tomorrow ❞ ? now, imagine that person...
