"Dad, I..."The Son exhaled his final breath before laying still. There was still so much to say but with such little time.
The other son, sat there in shock as his once blue hands were now painted with crimson red blood.
-"It is all my fault."
' how many things do you think about, before, before you get to me.'
when kiyara finally gets in contact with the smartest kid in her grade for schooling help, a connection and relationship grows.
highschool au! neteyam x oc