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  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 4m
Complete, First published Nov 06, 2021
Makomo is just an ordinary girl living in Tokyo japan. Due to her parents being strict she never had freedom, she had a Wishlist of things she wanted to do.
Sabito on the other hand had parents that fought all the time which led him to be a troublemaker, now Sabito wanted to change a little so he decided to go into high school and coincidence it was the same high school that Makomo went to. will Makomo find the most important thing on here wish list after meeting Sabito? or will it stay as a wish she once had ?

Note this is an AU no demos.
 No manga or anime Spoilers.

Also all the art you see in this fanfic isn't mine they all belong to there lovely owners.
I do not own any of the characters and I also do not own Demon slayer so they all belong to Koyoharu Gotouge.
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