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Mushitarou is going to his friend's house with the slight tingle of unease in his stomach in this oddly nice day. Is it really,something was wrong? No, he is just forgetting something. Something important. Too important for hin to even want to remember. The last event he'd attend for his "friend" my first tryhard on fanfiction because I'm trying to be the future best novelist like Dostoevsky. I promise it's good
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