Why can't people just stay together? Why does the world rip everyone apart!? Why does the word like hearing the breaking of family stitches and why does it want it to be broken?
Why does the word want our hearts to be crushed to dust?
Why does it just... blow away when it does. Why do those stitches never get replaced or put back together?
I was ripped apart from my sister when I was three. She was about four and a half. She doesn't remember me and I don't remember her. I know that she's gone I just don't remember how or why. I just want to know.
Did she run away?
Did someone capture her?
Did she die?
Did she not love me anymore?
The questions flooded me every night for about five years until I finally gave up. I couldn't do it
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<Suit and tie> Kousuke Hirahara x reader
FanfictionDisclaimer: in a couple of chapters, it may be confusing because there were huge gaps in between chapters and when they were written. The book was also published before most character development of quimchees story. Please do not comment about how i...
