Prologue

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Satori was sure he wouldn't look his way. Wakatoshi was the definition of perfect, unlike him who was the complete opposite of perfection.

Satori was sure he was like everyone else. After they had got what they wanted, they will leave him, all lost and forgotten.

He looked up to the stars.

He whispered as a tear left his eye.
"Please don't let him leave or even forget about me."

Wakatoshi had been looking for him, and upon seeing the sad frame of the said redhead, he mustered up the courage to sit beside him and touch his shoulder.

"Is everything all right?"

Maybe, just maybe, the affection Wakatoshi had for Satori wasn't spellbound.

Maybe it was real.

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