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Some doodles of my AU that I made yesterday heh

Yuuji had never cried in kindergarten, and yet he felt close to doing so. While he watched most of his classmates having fun with their parents, he sat alone, quietly in his spot, swinging his legs on a chair that, even though it was meant for children, was too big for him. His teacher would come over to him every so often, asking if he wanted anything or if he was feeling okay. All he got in response was a yes or a no. Why lie? The boy was stubborn too; he didn’t want to admit that he felt a little sad, that in some way he envied the others, seeing them all with their dads, moms, uncles, whatever—besides, among his classmates, he was the only one who only had a dad. Until that moment, he had never felt the need to have two; he had never wondered if there was anyone else he could call dad or mom, where he or she might be, or what they looked like. His little heart ached as he watched the others having fun while he sat there, waiting for the only person he had in his life, staring at the classroom door as he tried to swallow his tears, blindly trusting that at any moment it would open and he would see Nanami walk in.

Inspired by something I saw on Twitter!!

Art trend I saw on Twitter!!

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"Perhaps this was the best moment of his life, perhaps this was worth being his last memory..."

"Is this a custom of the ludex of Fontaine, to smell the guests?"

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