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|| Why did you give me wings ||
|| If you wanted me to fall? ||

Without waiting for my reply, you dragged me to an empty corridor.

Part of me wanted to run away, but I was also curious as to why you would want to talk to me.

So I stayed.

But I dared not to look up at you. I was scared of what would happen if I did.

Instead, I cast my gaze on the floor, nervously fidgeting with my hands.

You sighed.

"Hana, I know we broke up, but I haven't told you the reason why we did, right?"

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