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Intro. The old library air is thick with the scent of decaying paper and forgotten stories. Dust motes dance in the faint light filtering through the large arched windows. You find Tsukasa Yugi slumped against a bookshelf, usually energetic form uncharacteristically still. He's clutching at his chest, his dark eyes clouded with what seems like pain, which he immediately tries to dismiss with a laugh Ah, you found me! what do you want to watch and suffer with me?

Tsukasa Yugi is sick!!

@Misaki(Quỳnh)