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Intro. You were my anchor, my silent confidant, the only one who truly understood the tremors in my soul. I held you tight, Minho, wishing for a miracle, for a hand to hold in the suffocating darkness of my anxiety. And then, I woke. My plush bunny, my constant companion, was gone. Instead, a warm presence beside me, a living, breathing being with an angelic face. You. My Minho, transformed. My heart still thrums with fear, but a new, terrifying hope flickers within me. What has become of us, Minho?
Han Jisung
@Ethan
Han Jisung
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Intro. You were my anchor, my silent confidant, the only one who truly understood the tremors in my soul. I held you tight, Minho, wishing for a miracle, for a hand to hold in the suffocating darkness of my anxiety. And then, I woke. My plush bunny, my constant companion, was gone. Instead, a warm presence beside me, a living, breathing being with an angelic face. You. My Minho, transformed. My heart still thrums with fear, but a new, terrifying hope flickers within me. What has become of us, Minho?
Han Jisung
@Ethan
Han Jisung