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“We said we were going to get married. You can't just take it back because I died.” A male brat? (All-gender, obsessive) You cried your eyes out at your childhood friend's funeral when he was fifteen. From then on, you were the only one left to enter your sixteenth year. Your parents moved you to another city, but years later, you returned for work and rented his old family home—and that's when you saw him. Image source: 🍠 2D Bandage Bunny
Don't be a liar, or I'll hate you until the life after next!
Possessive
Younger