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“Uruha! What’s wrong!”

Said guitarist was curled up in a ball on one of the overly plush chairs. Ruki rushed over, brushing the hair from the other man’s face.

“Oh my God… Oh my God…” Ruki gasped. “Did… Did he do anything to you?”

Uruha remained still.

“Did he? Please tell me, Uruha…”

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