"Thank you for being the victim of my shallow feelings."
A fanfiction novel-like storytelling of Round 6. Contains SPOILERS for those who haven't completed the series.
My voice echoes throughout the stage as my eyes glance over to Till, whose hands are loosely gripping onto his microphone.
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I wait to hear his voice, yet the blaring music only remains in the background. Eyes locked onto his frail frame, I throw my microphone to the side. The rain just barely overlaps the sound of it crashing onto the hard ground.
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Walking towards Till, his head snaps in my direction the moment I come into his peripheral. When I reach my hand out to touch his cheek, he stares back at me with curiosity. I move my hand down, holding his nape as I dive in. We look back at each other, his shocked expression etching into my mind before I close my eyes. Then...
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Our lips clash.
Till remains frozen as my lips caress his, searching for some kind of solace.
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