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Purple Butterfly. ⇆ㅤ ||◁ㅤ❚❚ㅤ▷||ㅤ ↻
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her breathing was the only thing (Y/N) can hear through the sound of the silent city as she walked towards the entrance of a familiar warehouse Bonten owned in Kanto. her heart pounding rather slowly, she can only see blue in every color, the shadows on the ground were laughing at her. why are they being like that?
the muffled laughter of her friends ringing in her ears as she neared the entrance of the warehouse where the other Bonten members awaits for her. she couldn't see their face, not that she would want to, she's in pain and they understand if she'd want to face the floor rather than them. it's better if they give her peace for now.
"Oi! Do you think Holy Hell's going on top one day?" The faraway voice she can recognize as Osamu spoke.
"Shut up"
"you know . . . i wanna be an artist, (Y/N)."
"Shut up."
"we're willing to give up everything to atone our sins, commander!"
"SHUT UP!"
"if i die one day promise me that you'll forget about me, hm?"
"how do i forget?"
"(Y/N)." she paused on her steps, facing Keanus smiling down at her. "guys . . ." she felt herself melting, just as the figure in front of her melt like solid ice. "You killed us." she can't see their eyes even anymore, dark skies surrounding her vision as she felt someone shaking her body.
