Khru Asra once told me about a world where people were living differently than us. Pretty unimaginable, right? I actually find it hard to believe, because where I am from, there is only one season. All year long. Or One day, a weird-looking object found on the ground leads us to a special love story! A/N: it's my first fic ever... so constructive criticism is welcome💖 (The same story is on AO3 too, under the msp tag, same title)
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