My violin is my passion.
My violin is a piece of who I am.
Music was something that I can express how I connect to others in this bleak world.
I am Shaiapouf.
And my love consumed me.
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Pouf, The Most Hated Butterfly
FanfictionHis love language was too different for the world. His love was too strong for the world to understand it. The world hated him and he suffered for it. So if he survives, how will he navigate the world alone? Story of Pouf (In diary format) -the chap...
