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Something like an escape. "Phil..."
He turned to me. "What?"
"I stopped cutting a few days ago."
Phil smiled a little bit. "Why? What made you stop?"
"I found my escape, Phil."
"What is it?"
"Phil."
"Yes?"
"It's you."
A/N: Fluff :D I really like this short chapter and all but I'm still double (or triple) updating
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colors ✖ phan
قصص الهواة「COMPLETE」 A boy with a permanently black band finds someone who would want to help them see colors again.
