𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝟤𝟧𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖦𝗂𝗇 𝖬𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗌. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 was sitting on couch reading her bookThe word was small. It shouldn't have been powerful, but it hit Katsuki like a physical weight, pinning him to the spot.His fists unclenched slowly, his fingers trembling as they dropped to his sides. The silence that followed was suffocating. He looked at the floor, at the spot where the vase had shattered last night, and then back at her."You're asking me to kill the part of myself that I've built since I was a damn kid," he said, his voice barely a whisper. There was no shouting now. No explosions. Just a raw, hollow sound.He took a step toward her, then stopped. He couldn't bring himself to close the distance."If I do this... if I walk away from all of it... will you actually stay?" He looked up at her, his red eyes searching hers with a vulnerability that would have shocked anyone who knew him.Ох, что же мне теперь ему сказать?𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝟤𝟧𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖦𝗂𝗇 𝖬𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗌. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 was sitting on couch reading her bookKatsuki turned around so fast his heels skidded on the floor. His face was contorted, eyes wide and bloodshot, looking like he was on the verge of either screaming or breaking apart."What's wrong with that?" he repeated, his voice rising into a desperate, cracking roar. "Everything is wrong with that! Everything!"He slammed his hands against the window frame, the glass rattling in its housing."I didn't train until my bones cracked just to sit around and be your damn pet! I didn't fight through every shitty villain and every scar just to end up as some shadow of a person because you decided I needed to 'listen' to you!"He leaned his forehead against the cool glass, his breath fogging it up in quick, jagged bursts. His hands were trembling where they gripped the frame, sparks dying out before they could even form."You're not giving me a second chance, Gin,"𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝟤𝟧𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖦𝗂𝗇 𝖬𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗌. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 was sitting on couch reading her book #fyp #کاستومایز_تیکتاک #viral #xyzbca #فوریوپیج - @gin.mashiro