Krit's POV
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It was dark that night.
The new moon was out, covering the whole island in darkness. The orange light in his room was dim and I was almost kidnapped by my slumber. I was staring blankly at story I had on my hands while he was occupied with orchestrating his own. I remember his soft smile and the gentle ruffle he did to my hair when I climbed next to him on the bed and whined about him taking so long. He told me he wanted to write the perfect ending for his play. I remember telling him about a Japanese belief that says the beginning and the end are connected in a never-ending circle. Because they are the same.
Now, I'm back to wondering if what I said was even right.
That's wrong.
I'm actually regretting the words I said, because I know they're right. I can't shake off the thought that it might actually be right this time. This might really be our end. Dark. Brutal. Tragic. Just like how we started.
Wait, how did we start again?
I mock myself and my own thoughts. I'm lying again. How it all began is clearly etched in my mind.
Our freshman year. First period. English literature.
This is our beginning.
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Enso: The Beginning
FanfictionThis is the tale of Krit and Jack, two people seemingly living very different lives, where one seeks freedom and perfection, while another accepts and admires imperfection. What happens when their fates are brought together to circle each other? Not...
