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light | nishimura riki
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Ongoing, First published Jul 06
༊*·˚ she loved him quietly, and he found her by accident. they were never meant to matter to each other-but for a little while, they were everything. until the world reminded them: not all lights are meant to stay.

𐙚⋆.˚ started : july 6, 2025
𐙚⋆.˚ published : july 10, 2025
𐙚⋆.˚ completed :

𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱
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