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"ɪꜰ ɪ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ... ɪ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ. ɪꜰ ɪ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏ ʜɪᴍ, ɪ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ. ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ ɪꜱ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ."
"ᴅᴇᴀʀᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɪ?"
"ɴᴏ... ɴᴏ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇᴀʀᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ."

Delicate, but not like a blossomed flower. Delicate, like a wilting rose crumbling in ones own hands.
Delicate. Fragile. Like glass.

-Overview-
She was never the same after the passing of one of her best friends but no one realized she was struggling before that. And now the balance of what she swore to do and her heart have never been harder to rationalize.

Especially after seeing him alive again, her heart screams it's him but her mind knows otherwise. She made an oath as a Jujutsu sorcerer, but now her mind and heart is battling between whats right and whats wrong.

Until he comes along and although he's the enemy, there's something different about him.

Some parts of the story may be based upon the quotes of Dangerously Yours a podcast recorded in 1944. As well as the title of the story. Enjoy!

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