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Judai squealed as he sees a message on his phone from his crush, Ren. A small smile forms on his lips as he reads over the message, asking him to go over to Ren's house, to watch a movie later that night. Judai, in a very good mood, starts to dance happily along the side of the street and singing in his soft voice, thinking about his black-haired and green-eyed friend. Later that night, Judai stood outside of Ren's house, waiting anxiously. After about five minutes the door opens, letting light from inside the house to shine on Judai's black spikey hair and reflect on his stunning dark-brown eyes. "Hello Judai-chan!" Exclaims Ren as he sets

Judai squealed as he sees a message on his phone from his crush, Ren. A small smile forms on his lips as he reads over the message, asking him to go over to Ren's house, to watch a movie later that night. Judai, in a very good mood, starts to dance happily along the side of the street and singing in his soft voice, thinking about his black-haired and green-eyed friend. Later that night, Judai stood outside of Ren's house, waiting anxiously. After about five minutes the door opens, letting light from inside the house to shine on Judai's black spikey hair and reflect on his stunning dark-brown eyes. "Hello Judai-chan!" Exclaims Ren as he sets

i want you to know that it took me years to figure out the worst part. cause, sure, there’s so many bad parts, there’s so many moments when dragging air through your mouth feels like letting in all the water. your body becomes your own battlefield, your mind—the most ruthless enemy. it does not cut corners. it will not spare you. it will leave no summer-tinted memory untouched. every exit sign looks like a suggestion. if you ask someone if they are happy they will say yes but they will not look you in the eyes. you will never learn how to feel permanent. you will drink grape juice and try to remember how it felt to be holy.