The notes his mother wrote him whenever she gifted him a piece of chocolate were Donald's precious treasure. He'd have saved the wrappers, too, if he wasn't worried about ants swarming them.
The notes from his mother were the only thing his mother could give him. She couldn't afford toys or games—not even the cheap ones—so the notes and chocolate were the only options.
Donald cherished the notes. They were his precious treasure. He constantly reread the notes as he slowly nibbled on the chocolate to alleviate his hunger.
Seungjae destroyed his precious treasure and Donald finally snapped. He had lost everything so there was no reason to hold back. That fucker would pay for destroying his precious treasure as well as for all the times he has caused him trouble.
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120 Weak Hero Ficlets
FanfictionA collection of 120 Weak Hero Ficlets based on the prompt list found in the depths of fanfiction.net
