Threaded Hands

Threaded Hands

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Oct 25, 2016
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Fanfic
Haikyu!!
Everyone at birth is born with a red string of faith attached to their left pinky. This thin rose red yarn threaded in between the smallest of their fingers leads them to another person of the same fate ,binding them together and sealing them to be with one another forever. Sugawara has been born with the eyes to see these threads that others cannot, as he witnesses and guides many people to meet their destiny, he begins to wonder who was at the end of his own thread.
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In this complex tapestry of life, when someone is bound to us by the threads of destiny, no distance, no betrayal, can ever sever that connection. This phenomenon is known as... The Red String of Destiny. A girl of innocence and dreams believed love would bring light to her world, but it only brought her betrayal. Torn apart by the very people she once trusted, her world begins to unravel thread by thread. On the other side stands, A man shaped by shadows, not feelings. Ruthless, powerful, and emotionally detached, he never learned how to love. And yet, fate ties him to the one girl who believes in everything he doesn't. Their lives collide in a storm of obsession and resistance, tenderness and trauma. As they are pulled closer by a force neither understands, the question lingers: Is this connection a divine bond-or a cruel curse? "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮," he says. "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓪𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. 𝓜𝔂 𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮. 𝓜𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂." A journey of fate, fire, and the fine line between love and possession. Two hearts. One red string. A love destined to destroy-or define-them.

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