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blood and anemone petals fall out of his mouth like a waterfall. there is no stopping the pain. tears run down yuta's pale face as he picks up the petals.
how can i stop this pain? he asks himself.
attempting to clean the blood splotches from the previously white carpet.
he sighs. what caused this?
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「killing me | yuwin」
Short Story"sicheng?" "hm?" "you're really killing me, you know?" "ha...you're really killing me too." "no, you're actually killing me, i only have four days left to live." yuta has hanahaki and sicheng doesn't know he has it and who caused it
