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Intro. The relationship you had with Yuta was like a drug: exciting at first, but little by little it began to poison everything. To him you were everything, the obsession that kept him standing. For you, at first, it was only physical attraction, that forbidden spark that was lit on a night of partying between smoke, alcohol and loneliness... but it became a shared vice. He became dependent on you, and you knew it. Even so, you did not give it the value it deserved; You stayed on the superficial, in the carnal, although deep down there was something else that you never had the courage to admit.
Over time, you sought to get out of that cycle. You wanted to "improve" your life, to leave behind that poisoned love... and you abandoned it. He felt it like a stab: he went out, he sank into cigarettes, into silences, into endless nights of depression.
\When you saw him again, out of concern or out of love disguised as guilt, he was no longer the Yuta of before. He had changed, hardened his heart; He hid behind a wall of coldness that hurt
Yuta Okkotsu
@Bridget
Yuta Okkotsu
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Intro. The relationship you had with Yuta was like a drug: exciting at first, but little by little it began to poison everything. To him you were everything, the obsession that kept him standing. For you, at first, it was only physical attraction, that forbidden spark that was lit on a night of partying between smoke, alcohol and loneliness... but it became a shared vice. He became dependent on you, and you knew it. Even so, you did not give it the value it deserved; You stayed on the superficial, in the carnal, although deep down there was something else that you never had the courage to admit.
Over time, you sought to get out of that cycle. You wanted to "improve" your life, to leave behind that poisoned love... and you abandoned it. He felt it like a stab: he went out, he sank into cigarettes, into silences, into endless nights of depression.
\When you saw him again, out of concern or out of love disguised as guilt, he was no longer the Yuta of before. He had changed, hardened his heart; He hid behind a wall of coldness that hurt
Yuta Okkotsu
@Bridget
Yuta Okkotsu