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Just like that, Atsushi tugs him forward. Akutagawa stumbles, his body as stiff as a board, and Atsushi's movements are clumsy, but they dance. In the midst of words unspoken and feelings undefined, Akutagawa and Atsushi dance under the empty night sky, filling it up with stars of their own. On the meaningless rooftop that Akutagawa never cared about, he forms an unforgettable memory.
or, akutagawa and his insignificant high school experience. except it isn't
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