I hate to admit

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every day for weeks the older would come to the venue hoping that the younger would come back

he also searched around the venue

he tried asking few people if by any chance they have seen shorter teenage looking boy with blonde hair and squishy looking cheeks

unfortunately

some people just looked at him with confusion in their eyes

some people ignored him

and some were sweet enough to offer their help with searching for the younger

he hated to admit it but he was slowly losing hope to find the younger

he hated to admit it but he thought that he would never be able to found the younger

he hated to admit it but he was quite scared of never seeing the younger one again

[authors note: this chapter sucks, im sorry hehe]

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