Prologue

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(A/N: all of this will be in NM's POV, so enjoy this.)

I sighed, cold air brushing by slightly. I grabbed Cross' scarf, which was faded from time and weather.

I can't stand being alone anymore, I really do miss you Cross. I'm so sorry I wasn't able to stop you.

I sat in front of Cross' grave. It read.

Cross

1999 - 2017

Friend, brother, student.

I regret never telling him until it was too late.

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