doubleblaack
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I wrote this story with @soukokuissenpai please show her some love as well! She is a great writer too. We hope you guys enjoy this OdaChuu story! Comments and stars are appreciated!
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It was dark. And it was a lonely place. It always felt lonely. He doesn't remember a day in his life where he has ever interacted with anyone. Or a day in his life where he has been loved, cherished, spoiled. He doesn't remember anything at all. Not his age, not his name, his origin, he's always been so alone. The small ginger who was only 3 opened his eyes slowly for once he was surrounded by bright white lights. He blinked his eyes a few times, trying to adjust. When you've only ever been surrounded by darkness. Light bothers you. The toddler could hear voices. A man and a woman. Unfamiliar to him. "He's just a baby... I can't believe anyone would have the heart to do that." The brunette woman said in disgust.
The man hugged her and it seemed he was trying to calm her down. "He's alive... that's all that matters right now..." The boy saw another woman enter and he couldn't understand what they were saying; after all he was just three years old. But he managed to pick up a few words.
Government, parents, Arahabaki, death, and injury.