He's here again.
At the place where he broken. At the place where he cried his lunged out. Begging for him to stay sane.
His grip on the umbrella tightened as the figure across him twitched. The cloud drifts slowly upon the sky as it begins to darken. The uncomfortably familiar pattering sound of rain began to chant. The he on the other side slowly unrevealed his face. Dark purple hair, the same as him, reflected upon his eyes making him shudder.
'You.' He begins to speak.
'What is - - - - - -' "-ng? -ang? Fang! FANG!"
He jolted up. Eh?
"Wha- what happe-
Mini theatre:
Fang is having a nightmare: Uh uhhh
Boboiboy and Gopal: Prankster mode on
Yaya and Ying: Faceplamed.
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FanfictionWhat will happen when expectation doesn't match with reality? Boboiboy is the creation of Monsta. I do not own the characters. It would be great if you're supporting me by voting for this story. ☺️
