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Spoiler alert: this story doesn't have a happy ending. Cai dies. I die. And no one will ever know. But of course, spoiling everything wouldn't be fun.

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It is June 30th, 9:44 PM, and I watch in horror as the boy I've secretly loved since I was seven bleeds to death.

Three bullets have just been shot into his heart, liver, and lungs, and there is a pool of crimson blood rapidly oozing out of him. Cai, Caius, is dying, fluttering out of consciousness and into the realm of Hades. His arms, slack and frighteningly pale from blood loss, are limp on the sandy beach. His eyes are glossing over, and his lips are parted in a half-smile.

What the fuck is going on? Why would anyone want to kill him? Oh my god oh my god oh my god shit what if the police think it's me. 

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