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Requested by Perogie

This takes place in highschool-

Darryl sat down on a bench staring at his highschool while munching on a muffin. He had a huge frown on his face, as he saw his best friend Dream walk twards him.
"Oh, hey," Darryl greeted with a dissapointed voice tone.
"Hey,"
Darryl noticed a small scar across Dream's face.
"DREAM ARE YOU OKAY?" Darryl questioned very concerned.
"Y-yeah it was Zelkam," Dream told Darryl.
"Zelkam and Zak , why are they so rude?" Darryl looked in the sky and closed  his eyes.
"Are you okay?" Dream asked Darryl.
"Y-yeah its just, OWWWWWW,"
"DARRYL! WHAT HAPPENED?" Dream demanded.
"Ealier Zak  and Zelkam k-kicked me on the back, owwwww," Darryl cried her fell on the cement on bursted in tears.
"Nobody cares," Darryl whisperd.
"I care," Dream told Darryl, "I try to help, im sorry if Im not enough,"
"Dream, you are the best person in the world," Darryl whispered. Darryl hugged Dream tight.
"Got to go to the bathroom," Darryl told Dream.
"Okay ,"
Darryl walked to the bathroom when he entered it he was kicked in the face.
"Owwwww...." Darryl complianed trying to hold back his tears.
"Loser!" Zak yelled.
"He should die," zelkam said.
"HE WAS A MISTAKE,"
Mistake.




Mistake.








Mistake.








Mistake.







I was A MISTAKE.




Nobody would care if i-





Darryl got up and rushed out of the bathroom and ran to the rooftop and stared down. He didnt see Dream.
Good.

Darryl closed his eyes took a deep breath and jumped.

Darryl opened his eyes to see gim hovering over the front of the school. Then he was pulled back to the roomtop to see Dream.
"DREAM?" Darryl stood  in shock.
"You worried me, I saw you run up here crying,"
"......Zak told me I was a mistake...."
"You are not, the inly mistake is, not doing this to you," Dream daid connecting their lips.
Darryl's eyes were wide open then kissed back.
"I love you "
"I love you too,"

A/N

SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER TO WRITE I HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE

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