๐ isumi haruka (
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linkingup2024-10-12 08:58 am
a winter labyrinth

ๆญใกๅใใใใชใใใ ใ
ๆณจใใ ๅฌใฏๅฟใฎใฉใใชใณใน
ๅพๆปใใชใใฆๅบๆฅใชใใใ
ใใใใใใใชใใใ ใ
้ปใๆฐๆใกใจๆใ็นใใ ใฃใฆๆงใใชใ
ๆฑใใใใใฃใฆใใh
I have to break freeThis pouring winter is my heart's labyrinth
I can't go back anymore, so
I have to finish this
I don't care if you took my hand with dark motives
I want you to hold me close

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No. No, it wasn't a mistake. You see that, don't you? You wouldn't be so confident in your performance if you believed that you couldn't make it. You proved him wrong, and you should do it again!
[ And that is something Yoon is incredibly proud of. He doesn't know what America is but like...he can tell this is kind of a big deal. ]
And you're not an idiot for wanting a better life for yourself. That's how I felt all my life, until Ik-soo found me. You know that.
[ He gets hit by Shalem's Vicious Strike and it looks like Shalem is trying to pick Haruka up, but Yoon tanks the hit. His defense buff may not be active right now but he will take it. He'll tank it again if it means he can save his dear friend.
Well. Before Haruka might be literally carried away, there's one thing he wants to get out there. ]
But...you don't have to keep hurting people to be loved! [ Look at Shalem. Look at him!! Yoon points at himself. ] Even if โ even if it's just one person, two, three, or many more, people care about you. You've been so kind to me...I'm not going to give up on you!
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...Yoon.
[He's too nice, isn't he? But he's taken some nasty hits in this fight, between being pounced and Shalem while he's been brainwashed...
For a second, his gold eyes look a bit warmer, less cold and cruel.]
You're a really good kid.
[He presses his lips together.]
Not everyone who's kind is a good person who's worth your time, though.
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[ He shakes his head. ]
I've already decided my opinion of you. I'm impossible to push away, you know, and I'll stick to you like a leech until you've come back to your senses.
I noticed, you know. The food you left me after I performed.