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Today was the happiest day of nineteen year old Ozaki Kouyou's life. On April 29th, 1994 at 7:05 am in the morning she gave birth to the most beautiful little boy ever. A little boy with bright ginger hair and blue eyes colored as blue as the ocean, and skin as pale as a porcelain doll. Kouyou looked down and she smiled as she looked at her little boy. She wished the man she loved so dearly was here to see how beautiful their son was. He would have loved him so dearly. Kouyou knew from the moment she laid eyes on their baby; from the moment she had become pregnant with him. She wouldn't let a soul in this world hurt him, not now and not ever.
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Alby's monotonous life has always been boring. One day, his bestfriend Lucas confronts him with the question, "Hey Abby, are you gay?" Following this, Alby's seemingly boring world veers sharply off course as he tries to sort out his newfound and confusing feelings for Lucas.
The story of a boy who deeply wanted to share his love but time wouldn't allow him"You must have a lot of time to waste"The boy laughed out loud. "I sure do" he turned to lean back against the concrete wall, rocking his head back to stare at the sky. "And i'm ready to waste it". He was visibly taken aback by these few words which the stranger noticed, forming a small smirk.He could feel the time stop, and even though it never really did and will never be, it was as if the world allowed him to take a break, to breathe. When he looked at the moon, it stared back at him. This time it didn't felt like it was mocking him. No.For the first time it truly felt right.