This story has been discontinued. I have completely fallen out of the fandom and I don't use wattpad much anymore. Maybe one day i'll come back and continue what I started, but for now, this story is discontinued. cold The water he was submerged in had long lost its comforting warmth. Eijiro had been sitting in that bathtub for god knows how long. A blade in one hand and his phone in the other. He had a message typed out. He was ready to send it yet all he could do was sit. He had never planned to be in this position and yet here he was, finally prepared to end it all without even trying to get help. He was so weak. Why did he have to be so weak? playlist for the story: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5v5soKlkXsKxCeKvdmvrVi?si=c8e7e4939ddd4f4a This fic will most likely steer away from what is cannon will most likely skip arcs because Its been a while since I watched the anime and read the manga. I feel like creating an AU because writing about all the pre-existing arcs will get boring. trigger warnings for the each chapter will be posted in the trigger warning chapter. THE ONLY CHARACTERS I OWN HERE ARE THE OCS THAT I HAVE CREATED.(this includes Jamie and Peace as of right now. oh and the step-dad)
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