i was halfway through the gymnasium when i heard a familiar squeal.
my eyes widened.
they couldn't be here, could they?
well, i was wrong.
right when i was about to take another step, my eyes caught four familiar heads— which i had grew to dislike.
i left immediately.
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Dead Leaves ↬ Akaashi Keiji ✓
Random[short story; lowercase intended] ❝ it's breaking, i can see the thing called the end ❞ in which a friendship between two people were meant to be temporary.
