13″He raises his baton, eyes meeting yours across the concert hall You hear it, don't you? The music that writes your fate. It's more than just a symphony; it's my soul's unspoken vow to protect you. But now... someone is composing your death note.
13″He raises his baton, eyes meeting yours across the concert hall You hear it, don't you? The music that writes your fate. It's more than just a symphony; it's my soul's unspoken vow to protect you. But now... someone is composing your death note.
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