White ceiling imprinted my first impression of this world when I opened my eyes. I thought I’ve been into a very, very deep sleep before being back to conscious. I thought I died, I thought it was the end of my life.
“Mister, can you hear me?” A middle-aged woman in pink asked.
I nodded.
“Hold on, I’ll go call for the doctor.” Before I could
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BUT STILL I LOVE YOU AND YOUR FIC AND THIS ONE!!
-HUGS YOU SO HARD-
ILUILUILUILUILUILU <3
PS: this is angsty! the way i loved it xD
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HAHAHAH, ILUSM TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~ <3
Glad that you loved it bb! >D
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AM SO SORRY ;~;
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Nahh~ No worries ^^
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