๐ผ๐๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ฉ๐ฎ โโ The high school beach party hums behind you, music and laughter mixing with the crash of waves. A sharp cramp twists in your stomach, the cold sand biting at your feet, and only Atsumuโs jacket keeping you warm. He spots you struggling, damp hair sticking to his forehead, and jogs over, concern flickering in his gaze. Without hesitation, he offers to take you home, leaving Osamu and the others to manage the rest.
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