10 years later
Shijo is currently sleeping in his room, tossing and turning in bed. Why, you may ask. Its fairly fucking obvious that hes having a nightmare with him muttering
' dont go '
And
' please stay with me '
These nightmares have been occurring since he was 8 but no one believed him, saying he's using his imagination, except for this sister and best friend who have been having similar dreams.
The parents think they're playing this game out of sight.
But in actually, this game as been played countess time already. Just not here.
He's done pretty well at school, he has a small, but dependable friend group but eventually, most of them start moving away due to their parents occupations within companies.
This eventually let to there only being the three of them left from the original friend group, but deep in their hearts they know they're all that they need.....
In more ways that one 😏
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I would like to apologize for my inactivity trying to make chapters for this story
