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"They burn.." My eyes tear up as the washcloth with rubbing alcohol was pressed against the deep cuts on my arm. I saw him grit his teeth. "Ignore the pain." "It's kind of hard to when it's deep and- OWWW okay okay okay OKAY I GET IT" I yelled as he put pressure on the wounds. He sighed "You're so stubborn." "So are you." I watched his facial expression carefully, though hard to tell when that cheshire grin is there for eternity, along with the ringed eyes. I watched him roll his eyes "That's not the point." I heard the slight anger in his voice. "You're such a liar." A grin crept onto my face. He looked up at me angrily "Hey, what're you-" "Remember when you first met me?" I asked, my grin staying plastered onto my face. He pressed the washcloth slightly harder onto the cuts "Yeah.." "You said that I was caught in your game, but in the end, you are the one who's caught in my own game. My game of love, idiot."
= Chapter One = "The Introduction"
