Gintama Fanfic
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Watching the crystal drops fall from the sky cloaked in grey, the little strawberry vermillion hair coloured girl adjusted her scarf up to her mouth to cover her bruises and scars then sighed. "You ok??" Spoke a voice from behind the girl, she didn't answer and just turned around just to meet a pair of ocean blue eyes like hers, she then spoke with a fake smile forming on her face "I'm alright Kamui..."
Sorry if the story is really crappy, and I don't update for a while...It'll most likely be because of my HS work (and pressure from HS) and also Tutor work.
So I apologise in advance
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