Remembering
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Asahi Sazuki always knew that he was different but he just assumed it was his violent tendencies. especially to one Specific girl he had known most of his life. The girl who was constantly happy and always ready to help anyone in need.He hated her. How perfect she seemed, how nothing could ever make her sad even when he would punch her. If he had known the truth about himself or about her none of this ever would have happened. But if he had the chance to go back and change it would he even want to?
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