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... it began that afternoon when he was 8 years old, standing alone in front of a fresh grave with a single white flower clutched in his small hands.
His parents had been everything to him.
The people who’d taught him pretty much everything.
The figure father who’d laughed at his terrible jokes, and scolds him if he ever made a mistake.
The figure mother who’d stayed up late helping with homework even when she was exhausted from double shifts.
They, who were t ...
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