i wake up in a hospital bed with doctors surrounding me.
they keep prodding at my clock, and i'm honestly quite annoyed at it as it smarts a tad.
'why am i here?' silence.
'why am i here?' a bit more forceful.
'your match has died and we need to reset your clock.'
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the countdown [] phan
Fanfictionwhat if you had a clock on your wrist that counted down the years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, and seconds until you would meet your soulmate?
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