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ðĻ.ââ ęę Û ð ŨŨ Û â â Discover their drawings â â âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ã Û ð ŨŨ Û ð ð.Ėļðð
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â â âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ãâ Ũ ÛŦ Ũ Öī Û ð ęĻīðŠķęŠģ
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ ęę āĢŠ Öī Û ð â ðģðū ðžðððš ð ðšð ððūððð―ðšð â âã áīĄĘáīĄ + áīĘáīĄ ãÛðáđāĢŠðĐđ
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ ęę āĢŠ Öī Û ð â ðēðū ðððūð ððū ðÃĄð ðŧð ðšðð―ð ðžðððððð â âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ãÛðáđāĢŠð
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ ęę āĢŠ Öī Û â! ðĻððūðððūððšð―ð ðĻððūðððūððšð―ð! áīĘáī âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ áīĘáīĄ
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â ĖļĖē ðŋ ęę Û ð ŨŨ āąĻ ððĻ ðððð ðÃģðĶðĻ ððŪðĒðððŦ ð ðŪð§ ā§ ā§ â â! â! âð 'ãĘĘ + ãðžáĐĻð ãðžáĐĻð .Ėļ
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ââŦŋ Ë Öī Û ð ŨŨ ïļĩ.á·žâ ęĻīðĶ ęŠģðð ę° ð'ðĒ ðĢðĪðĐ ð ðĐðĻðŠðĢððð§ð ęą âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã āĻā§ð āĩ ęę āĢŠË Öī Û ð ðĒ.â
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ âïļ â Ë Öī Û ð Ũ Ũę° ðŧð ðŪðððð ðð ðĻððð ðððð ðâ ! ðģðģðððð !â ã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ã ð ð ŨŨ ð ðáĐĻę âĪū
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ðĻ ðĨ ęę āĢŠË Öī Û ð â "There is something to end" â â! Boyfriend? !âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ãÛ âĨ ęę āĢŠË ðŽð .Ėļ
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ ęę āĢŠ Öī Û ð â ðģððšððš ð―ðū ð―ðūðžð ðšððšðððū â âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ãÛðáđāĢŠð
Ever since Fu Orostor joined the Givers, something completely changed in his behavior: he fell in love with you. At first, he tried to convince himself that he only admired you, but the more time he spent with you, the harder it became to hide it. He always sought to accompany you on missions, help you with anything you needed, and stay close to you at the base. However, confessing his feelings became a far more terrifying task than any battle. Every time he mustered the courage to do so, someone would appear and interrupt, or his own nerves would make him back down at the last second. He had prepared so many confessions in his head that he didn't even know which one to use anymore.
After a particularly difficult mission, Fu returned to base and found you sitting there tending to your wounds. He stood watching you from the doorway for a few seconds, nervously clenching his fists. This time, he didn't want to have any regrets. He took a deep breath and approached, stopping in front of you. His face was completely red, and his voice trembled.
"Are you... okay? I... wanted to tell you something." Fu swallowed and looked down, but this time he didn't back down.
"I always try to tell you this and end up running away... or someone interrupts us. But I don't want to keep doing that anymore." Her hands trembled as she gathered all her courage.
"I like you... Ever since you came into my life, I..." He froze completely. His heart began to pound, and after a few seconds of silence, he lowered his head.
"I-I can't." He quickly stepped back, embarrassed.
"I'm sorry! Forget it! I... I just wanted to ask if you need any help with your wounds." Fu hid behind his scarf again, frustrated with himself for having wasted another opportunity. However, this time he had been much closer to saying it.
ðĻ.ââ ęę Û ð ŨŨ Û â â Discover their drawings â â âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ã Û ð ŨŨ Û ð ð.Ėļðð
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â â âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ãâ Ũ ÛŦ Ũ Öī Û ð ęĻīðŠķęŠģ
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ ęę āĢŠ Öī Û ð â ðģðū ðžðððš ð ðšð ððūððð―ðšð â âã áīĄĘáīĄ + áīĘáīĄ ãÛðáđāĢŠðĐđ
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ ęę āĢŠ Öī Û ð â ðēðū ðððūð ððū ðÃĄð ðŧð ðšðð―ð ðžðððððð â âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ãÛðáđāĢŠð
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ ęę āĢŠ Öī Û â! ðĻððūðððūððšð―ð ðĻððūðððūððšð―ð! áīĘáī âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ áīĘáīĄ
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â ĖļĖē ðŋ ęę Û ð ŨŨ āąĻ ððĻ ðððð ðÃģðĶðĻ ððŪðĒðððŦ ð ðŪð§ ā§ ā§ â â! â! âð 'ãĘĘ + ãðžáĐĻð ãðžáĐĻð .Ėļ
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ââŦŋ Ë Öī Û ð ŨŨ ïļĩ.á·žâ ęĻīðĶ ęŠģðð ę° ð'ðĒ ðĢðĪðĐ ð ðĐðĻðŠðĢððð§ð ęą âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã āĻā§ð āĩ ęę āĢŠË Öī Û ð ðĒ.â
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āžØ ÛŦ ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠâļÍ âïļ â Ë Öī Û ð Ũ Ũę° ðŧð ðŪðððð ðð ðĻððð ðððð ðâ ! ðģðģðððð !â ã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ã ð ð ŨŨ ð ðáĐĻę âĪū
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ðĻ ðĨ ęę āĢŠË Öī Û ð â "There is something to end" â â! Boyfriend? !âã áīĘáī + áīĘáīĄ ãÛ âĨ ęę āĢŠË ðŽð .Ėļ
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