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sano manjiro is twenty seven years old. his soft blonde curls fall in cinnamon swirls, painting patterns of red on the hard concrete. sano manjiro is twenty seven years old. his breathing is shallow and his vision is hazy. sano manjiro is twenty seven years old. he's alone in an alleyway, his eyes blank. sano manjiro is twenty seven years old. he's still thinking about a 12 year old friend. sano manjiro is twenty seven years old. he regrets not telling him. sano manjiro is twenty seven years old. his eyes are closed and his heart has stopped.
ichinose ren is twenty six years old. tears are glazed over his black twilight eyes, forming crystal clear drops rolling down his cheek like rain. ichinose ren is twenty six years old. he couldn't save him again. ichinose ren is twenty six years old. he hasn't changed a single thing. ichinose ren is twenty six years old. he would rather die. ichinose ren is twenty six years old. he is a failure.
ichinose ren is fourteen years old.
"ichi !" his lashes pressed against his cheek as he hears a voice call out to him. "what is it?" he groans as he opens his eyes to see a tall boy with a dragon tattooed across his temple. "mikey's waiting for you," he smiles, getting off his jet black motorbike. the black haired boy's heart skips a beat on the mention of said person's name. "w-where is he? is he okay?" ren stutters, getting off the couch he was laying on. "uh yeah? he's fine, what's gotten into you?" the blonde chuckles, shifting his attention to a seemingly broken bike. "it's nothing..." ren sighs, pulling on his pair of shoes, shaking away the disturbing image forming in his mind.
