A chase, a few dreams.
A moment of youth, and then white hair.
No treasure could buy it; my dreams are no mat to sit on.
A promise, given to you so we can stay together.
A literary-style blurb, hahaha! Am I really such a serious person? The whole story is already written, so jump in without worry. It's a super short story anyway.
A gentle, quiet, sensitive little victim (on the surface), but a cunning, clever, devoted big bad wolf (on the inside) X a softhearted little cutie who takes promises very seriously, is stubborn, and is unusually slow to catch on in certain matters.
#I brought home the man I met in my dreams#
#I keep dreaming about the same person, and we grew up together as childhood friends#
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