we were always meant to say goodbye (i)
In the midst of planning Momo’s wedding, Shouto comes across the ghosts of his past.
“Oh,” a voice pops up at them, and Shouto feels the fine hairs on his body prickle. “Welcome-”
The worker hiccups as their gaze locks onto Shouto’s; suddenly, Momo’s apprehension makes sense.
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