you’re walking the street, just signing and dancing along to the music in your headphones, when a nearby driver loses control of his car, and you see it too late to move away in time. Jeremiel knows he can’t intervene, knows he isn’t supposed to. But he also knows he can’t just watch you get harmed, not after all you’ve been through already, not when you’re life is just starting to go great again, and not.. not when he cares for you so. So just before the car hits you…
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