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I'll miss the playgrounds and digging up worms
I'll miss the the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world.
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The university's first year was over before they knew it, and now it was the summer break. Chuuya and Dazai found themselves back in Yokohama, their hometown where the ocean breeze carried whispers of adventures yet to unfold. The sun was high, casting golden rays that danced on the surface on the water, beckoning them to come out and play.
As they strolled along the familiar streets of Yokohoma, Dazai's curiosity piqued. "Hey, Chuuya, remember that old abandoned warehouse near the docks? I heard some rumors that it's haunted."
Chuuya raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Haunted, huh? Sounds like the perfect place for us to explore."
Dazai's eyes lit up with excitement. "You are on! Let's see if those rumors are true."
They made their way towards the abandoned warehouse, the once-grand building now a shadow of its former self. Graffiti adorned the walls, and broken windows hinted at years of neglect. Chuuya pushed open the creaky door, the sound echoing in the empty space.
"Creepy," Dazai muttered, stepping inside cautiously.
Chuuya chuckled. "Don't tell me you are scared, Dazai."
Dazai scoffed, trying to play it cool. "Of course not. I'm just... Cautious."
They explored the dark corridors. Their footsteps echoing in the silence. Dusty old crates and forgotten machinery filled the space, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
"I think I heard something," Dazai whispered, his eyes wide with fake fear.
Chuuya rolled his eyes. "Stop trying to scare me, Dazai. It's probably just rats or something."
They continued their exploration, coming across an old office filled with dusty files and faded photographs. Dazai picked up a photo, squinting at it in the dim light.
"Hey, isn't this your mom?" Dazai asked, pointing to a young woman in the photo.
Chuuya took the photo, studying it closely and wondered why her picture was in that forgotten place. "Yeah, that's her. And this must be the warehouse back when it was still in use."
They spent some time going through the old documents, piecing together the history of the warehouse. It had been a bustling hub of activity once, but now it was nothing more than a forgotten relic.
"Imagine all the stories this place could tell," Dazai mused, his curiosity getting the best of him.
Chuuya nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Yeah, it's kind of sad to see it like this."
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Nothing Is Impossible || Soukoku
FanfictionStarted: April 23, 2023 Finished: They didn't care what the others said about them. Because they had already fallen in love with each other. Will they be able to face with the destiny together and stay together through all the hardships.
