๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ~ He sighs and listens to his doorbell chime as it sings to him softly in the pitch black night. The lights all around Tokyo shined brighter than the stars, illuminating the dark clouds that hung over the skyline. The cool breeze gently kissed his face, and his hair blew slowly with the light wind. But nothing mattered more than him. He was HIS lights. His stars. His sun and moon. His everything- He was his everything. His heart felt like it wasn't beating without him Come on, baby..
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