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The first time Ayan met Akk outside school, the clean boy in white shirt held hands several times and still smiled gently and comfortably. Ayan thought he had met only a naive vase. Turning his head, Ayan went to the bathroom and bumped into Akk standing in front of the sink, eyes red and expressionlessly rubbing his distinct, slender and pale fingers under the transparent water. Perhaps he stared for too long and attracted the attention of the teenager. The boy raised his black eyes and glanced at him from the mirror, the corners of his eyes were pale and red... That night, while dreaming, Ayan found that he was bent. ... Main Character: Ayan X Akk [ So, here is my second story. I'm really missing my boys, AkkAyan. That's why I thought to write a story about them but a lil bit of agressive and bold type. ]
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