[12]: The Dangatopia City

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**✿❀ 𝘠𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝 ❀✿**«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

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*✿❀ 𝘠𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝 ❀✿*
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The water drips down from the intricate, castle-like fountain like blue silk,

It reminded me of the sparkles in your eyes when you would look at me,

And despite my love that is now no longer unrequited,

All I could think about is the silky water as I'm sitting here,

And it's you that occupies my mind.

     My hair moved to the rhythm of the wind, my motorcycle cutting through it as a tumbleweed whizzed past in the distance and I couldn't help but feel just like it. Lonely.

I knew that Shindo needed his space because of my rejection, and I was going to give him just that. There was no need for me to stay there and break his heart even more by him being constantly reminded that I won't be returning his feelings (anytime soon).

       My past actions may have been barbaric, but I still had a compassionate heart deep, deep inside, way underneath my demon's steel barriers. Actually, my heart felt as deep as ancient dinosaur fossils way in the undergrounds near the earth's core (to be completely honest).

Yoichi didn't need me as well. He told me that I was a murderer and called me manipulative, which he wasn't wrong. I knew that all I have been was a detrimental burden to others, that Yoichi was better off without me.

  I manifestly chose to not make myself feel like a big ass volcano that would erupt at any second, standing in the paths of others like a chain lock stopping them from persevering at their personal reach to happiness.

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