Tokyo boy
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I sat on my big, red, leather chair and stared out the window. The slightest movement would make the leather squeak. A slight breese was the only thing keeping me company on this other wise still night. The heat radiated off my body like I was some sort of sun god. My new fairly lights twinkled behind me. The situation would of been amazingly romantic if someone was there with me.
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In Tokyo, where neon lights flickered endlessly and the city never truly slept, a girl stood alone in the rain. Sakura's suitcase was soaked, her clothes clinging to her skin as she stared at the house she once called home. The door had slammed shut behind her, the echoes of her mother's voice still ringing in her ears. "You've ruined enough things already, Sakura. Just leave." She clenched her fists, biting her lip so hard it almost bled. Her sister's wedding had been called off that morning, and as always, the blame had fallen on her. She was unlucky, they said. A walking curse. With nowhere to go, no one to call, she wandered aimlessly until her feet ached. It was hours later, sitting outside a small convenience store, that she met him. A boy with tired eyes and a bag of instant ramen in his hands. And that was where everything changed.

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