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my first actual fic (that i've put time into) yippee
He's standing in tall grass near the edge of a cliff, watching his uncle turn with a sad smile as he falls. He thinks this is the first time. It will always be the first time.
He's on top of a roof, watching the boy he loves walk towards the edge crying. He knows this is the last time. It has always been the last time.
He's sitting in front of a gravestone heaped with flowers, praying something will change. It has to change. ₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊₊ akk dies and ayan doesn't have to deal with it alone. (not again. not this time)
