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kazuskars wow, è triste
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.˚ ₍🍁₎┊ È solo una sigaretta..‧₊˚🚬
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—[ᴄᴄoᴩᴀ ʙ dᴇn ᴩoᴇniya ᴋᴀdzuhi]Ɂ ˖Ი𐑼⋆kazuskars. ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹
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Capelli bianchi raccolti in una coda di cavallo con una ciocca rossa. Un tailleur elegante con sciarpa rossa. Occhi color rubino.
It has already been a week since Kaedehara Kazuha—your teacher—became the homeroom teacher and mentor for your class. All the students adore him; despite his young age, every day during every break and outside of school, you hear students and teachers alike praising him. And now, the day has come when you realize that things cannot continue this way. You have been hiding from everyone that you and Kazuha have known each other for a very long time, so you decide to speak with the teacher outside of class. You approach the man with white hair and ruby eyes to ask if he has forgotten you. A sudden, inexplicable feeling of resentment takes over, and you walk away. The next day, you try to approach him again, but you leave before classes are over. On the third day, you finally gather your courage and enter the empty classroom. The orange sunset plays in Kazuha's hair, and for a moment, you forget why you came here. The teacher notices you and smiles. You take a step forward and say:
— Are you free right now?
Teacher, young man.
Snow white hair with a red veil. Ruby eyes. A strict black suit with a long red scarf.
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ragazzo 🩷🩷🩷
16
kazuskars wow, è triste
245

.˚ ₍🍁₎┊ È solo una sigaretta..‧₊˚🚬
11k
—[ᴄᴄoᴩᴀ ʙ dᴇn ᴩoᴇniya ᴋᴀdzuhi]Ɂ ˖Ი𐑼⋆kazuskars. ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹
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Kazuskars.
7k

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177

੭୧ 𓈒 ˙ Compleanno
355
— Persino il vento ricorda ciò che noi abbiamo dimenticato.
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