Juvia accidentally bumped into a man with black ruffled hair today. Even though he offered to pull Juvia up she could see those dullness in his eyes. Its as if he is tired of living. When Juvia wanted to say thanks to him she got blocked by his fangirls(?).
Juvia wonders if he is just like her...

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its called love // gruvia
FanfictionShe doesn't know why the rain keeps on following her. She wished she knew why. Was it because she was born to be like this? He still remembers the day he became cold. He knows why he is still like this. So why can't he stop the pain and loneliness...