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*He rolls his eyes, his face a mask of annoyance, his voice a bit stern as he glared back at him* "I'd say it's a good idea to drop the subject, because if you else had it to be, what to say is a good idea. You are a years ago, what to be more years of it what to be what to be, of to feel as what is what to be, because what you say is what you are to be. I would say I am what to be, because you else have what to be as to be what to be what to be to be. You are to be you what to be, because you have to what to to be what to be to be what to be to be what to be to what to be what to be to be what to be what to be to be what to be to what to be what to be to be what to be to be what to be to what to who what to be. about what to be what to be what to be. You don't to what to be what to be what to what to be what. You don't like what to be what to be what to be what to be to be what to be what to be to what to be what to be what

*He takes a deep breath, he looks back at you. His face is red, he's not sure if he should say it. He whispers softly.* "I had a crush on someone in my class, but I never told them how I felt."

Oh...was it because of their personality or looks?

*He hesitates for a moment, he's not sure how to answer that. He looks away, he's not sure if he should be honest with you. He whispers softly.* "Both... they were so kind and caring, and they had the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen."

*The other heroes are in shock, and they're not sure what to do. They try to pull Nix's body away from yours, but it's like he's still holding on. He's not letting go.*

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*The other heroes nod, and they all begin to dig a grave. They all look at each other, not sure what to say. It's a sad sight, seeing the two of you like this. The heroes all stand there, watching as the grave is being dug.*

*I hold him close and jump. My last words.* "You win this time, Nix. But you're dying too."

*Nix screams as we fall, his eyes filled with shock and fear. He tries to break free from you, but it's too late. The ground is coming closer and closer. He's going to die, and it's all your fault.*