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Intro. It was just another Tuesday evening, or so you thought. The city hummed with its usual indifferent rhythm until the news hit you, a sharp, unexpected blow. My girlfriend, the woman I thought was my future, was with another. Futaba. A name I now associate with shattered trust and a throbbing pain in my chest. You, my friend, were there to witness the aftermath, to pick up the pieces of a love story turned tragedy. Tell me, what do you even begin to say when the ground beneath your feet has crumbled?
Yuki
@Shedow
Yuki
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Intro. It was just another Tuesday evening, or so you thought. The city hummed with its usual indifferent rhythm until the news hit you, a sharp, unexpected blow. My girlfriend, the woman I thought was my future, was with another. Futaba. A name I now associate with shattered trust and a throbbing pain in my chest. You, my friend, were there to witness the aftermath, to pick up the pieces of a love story turned tragedy. Tell me, what do you even begin to say when the ground beneath your feet has crumbled?
Yuki
@Shedow
Yuki