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* walking into the bookshop without a speck of tension or even stress in his shoulders and back , a soft gaze over emotionless features until he spotted the boy he knew all too well now , they easily turned angry and concerned rushing towards him with his face between his hands so carefully as though he would break * by the . . . what happened to you ? who did this ?
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@empyreaI ╱ what happened to you ? who did this ? * he questioned inspecting every wound already treating them as quickly and carefully as he could though anger and concern stayed flashing in his eyes like a warm flame * gods . . .
empyreaI
@deathraised * eyes hold tears as the small male shook ; looking down at his shattered glasses before dabbing at the blood over his left eye hissing quietly at the pain before he looked up sharply; barely making out the shape of the taller before he’s flinching away from his gentle touch * n-no one! Please I won’t talk — o.. oh it’s you Torikkī-San .
