"what are you doing here?"
there was a glint in your eyes as i spoke, but your face remained unreadable.
"i came to greet you," you said, "i know we're not in good terms but-" someone cut his words off.
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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.
