Sumire_Pochyzy
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Pest frowned, averting his gaze as if the mere brightness of Party Noob bothered him.
🪲🩸:「うるさいな...なんでそんなに笑ってるんだよ。」
Her voice was cold, sharp... almost as if she wanted to push him away.
But his heart wouldn't obey.
Every laugh from Poob echoed louder than he cared to admit. Every carefree gesture, every spark of joy... pierced him in a way he couldn't explain.
🪲🩸:「近づくな...俺とお前は違う。」
That's what he kept repeating. What he tried to believe.
Because Pest was silence, shadows, distance.
And Poob... was noise, light, life.
And yet...
Her eyes always returned to him.
Always.
Even if she gritted her teeth, even if she looked away, even if her voice said otherwise...
Her treacherous heart beat faster every time Poob called him.
Every time he included him.
Every time he smiled at him.
🪲🩸:「......なんでだよ。」
Pest didn't understand.
Or maybe he did... but he was terrified to admit it.
Because amidst everything he hated-the chaos, the noise, the people-
Poob was the only exception.
🪲🩸:...「やさしいひまわり」....🌻✨💛
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