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Collar boy

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Let's delve deep into the story of a boy named Rio. His days are crowded with popularity, and his nights filled with torment.  His suffering is unimaginable, unbearable, so why does he keep hiding it? As he bears through every day he wonders, how did he get here? Who is he? 
Author's note:

The "~♥" is what I am using to tell myself that I have edited that chapter. This is because I am now deciding to take the time to let something other than pure imagination craft this small story of mine. However, everything is drafted for the few people who still want the story. So if it doesn't have a heart It'll be edited later, don't worry honey.Todos los derechos reservados

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