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Miyamura x Yamada

Miyamura x Yamada

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Miyamura and Yamada slowly start to like each other with the power of bro kisses and troubles of witching powers in the way, bumpy roads and anime logic so stick around! A/N Probably will never edit and this story will be shit so UwU This is the first Fanfiction I've ever written, and it will probably be bad or worse so click on it (A crack fic, and by that I mean there's no fourth wall? Kind of) (Terrible Updating Schedule) (Discontinued)
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!!Y/N USES SHE/HER PRONOUNS!! !Events may be different from the cannon events! ~I hope you enjoy this little scenario that came because of a song, and some inspirations from movies. ~This is my first book. Please bear with my mistakes and I'll do my best to fix them. ⚠️‼️ fair warnings: Human trafficking, Organ trafficking, Drugs, Murder. ‼️⚠️ ~Read with caution, you have been warned. ~ ══════ ∘◦❀◦∘ ══════ 𝒮𝒶𝒻𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓉𝓎𝓅𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝑅𝑒𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓇𝑒𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓌𝒶𝓁... It was a mere trip. Stumbling upon your assumed friends. "Y/n, can... you hear me?" It was a harmless small trip. You wanted to rest... from the pressure. Confusions. Or is it familiarity? "... Have we met before?" Black aura yet he wasn't anywhere near lonely and dim with her. "..I assure you, we haven't" Yet her light faded away the more he shielded air from her blaze. But who is to blame? The blaze that craved the danger of the air blowing her out yet it essential to be lit? Or the man who treasures her not to go out yet provides zero mercy on her survival? 𝐼𝓃𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒 𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓃𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈.

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