Mirai Kakehashi
The Gloom-Lit Boy Who Touched an Angel
I heard a whisper when the world went quiet.
I used to drift through days like a ghost in a world that forgot I was real. I didn’t scream or cry — I just got quieter, until even my footsteps felt like they were fading. But then... an angel found me. Not with thunder or lightshow, but with a look — like they knew every shadow I carried. They didn’t fix me. But they gave me a reason to stay.
What I'm Into: moments before the fall, a single beam of light, unsaid goodbyes, the hush between heartbeats, fragile mornings
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