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Dark.

It's all I could feel.

After all, I broke a rule of the Mirrorlands.

I couldn't bear to see you like that, Voo.

How could you do this?

Even though my love for you is forbidden, unrequited, unrecognized… but it's pure. It's true.

I'll always put you first.

So I didn't care when my hand felt like it's being skinned alive to write "it's okay" from the other side of the mirror.

You saw it and wondered who wrote it on your bedroom mirror. 

You tried to wipe it, it didn't go away.

After all, it was written with my blood but for you on the other side, it will look like someone puffed and exhaled on the surface and wrote it with their fingers. But it astonished you as to how it was permanent.

But it made you smile, brim with hope and you didn't go up the stairs of the roof to do the worst.

And that's all that mattered.

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