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𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀 couldn't comprehend those words he had heard his body felt weak and limo, as if he was loosing himself. He didn't understand, he couldn't understand... Why would anyone care so much about him being talented...? He didn't even view himself as talented...
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It hurts him so much, that throbbing pain in his chest hurts so much... He couldn't explain such a velocity to feel such a headache up to his chest, he opened the door to be greeted with students questions gathering and even asking Asta for questions. But all that mattered to asta was to stay away from crowds.
It hurts his brain so much, his mind wasn't adjustable at that moment. He arrived at his seat trying his very best to ignore the compliments of students trying to adjust to what situation he was in. At that very moment, it felt like a switch of him changed. His eyes looked at the room as his eyes widened, everything was black and white... He looked at his hands as it was a dark greyish color the reflection of water on the ground only his blue eyes stayed the same but it didn't make sense...
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His face baffled and shocked trying his best to cover up his eyes from seeing anything further.
It was getting dizzy and ridiculous to be at a situation of vulnerability, it was frustrating. But he could never hate someone. He could never do the things people think he was supposed to do. He was much better than hiding himself from what he truly was. The moon needs the Sun to shine, But the Moon wasn't the sun's first Priority. It cannot tear it's focused on earth.
It was an aching feeling inside of him, he couldn't bear this living hell at 12. But he had to... He would listen and listen and listen till his ears are bleeding with delight, each sacrifice he would do just to be helpful. He would do it all.
Trying her best to breathe in and out feeling the ease in the room not helping it, all those swelled up Dread and hate was reforming, painful throbbing of his heart. His chest tightened as he wanted to throw up crying, he just needed a break from all of This. Just once in his life, he needed someone who could understand.
The aching feeling was surrounding him fully... He hated it, Just... Please wake him up.
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Kazutora Knew he damaged Asta, he knew what he could do to asta when he said that. He knew it all better than anyone, he wanted to break Asta. He wanted him to show his true colors, to show how he truly felt.
Kazutora knew this could be beneficial in ways, but it was parasitism only he would be satisfied and not Asta. Never Asta. And it was going to stay like that.
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