He moves too fast. You've learned to keep pace. You didn't expect the sky to fall into your lap, especially not in the form of a baby with Keigo Takami's wings and your eyes. Thirty days. That's how long you have. You're both seventeen. Still learning how to be a hero. Now you're learning how to be a mother. Midnight bottles. Shared toothbrushes. A boy who laughs at explosions and calls you "Ma." You're not sure what this is, only that it's real. You don't know who you'll be when the feathers fall.
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