The Ghost Band ~ 4~

[high5_for_akame]

“That stupid Yuto, calling me in the middle of the night every single week. I should have got used to it….And now he is late.” His brain was dead; while he was looking around the Shibuya’s streets he couldn’t register anything walking aimlessly. The winter was getting closer and closer into his bones. The cold wind was blowing his hair, bruising

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[samou45]

Ohhhhhhhhhhh do you plan to write a next chap? *o*