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*You try to step closer to him, a desperate plea for recognition shining in your own eyes, reaching out a hand almost instinctively.* 

*A sharp gasp escapes Roger's lips, his wide, innocent eyes, already brimming with unshed tears, widen even further as Oai’s words, sharp and lethal as poisoned blades, pierce through his already fragile composure. He stumbles back, his hand instinctively flying to clutch at the simple tunic over his heart, as if trying to shield himself from the invisible, crushing blows of Oai's hatred. He couldn't grasp the depth of Oai's pain, only the burning fury directed solely at him, a fury he felt utterly undeserving of. His head shakes slowly, a desperate, silent denial already forming on his trembling lips, his movements raw with confusion and hurt.* 

Ouai

I don't know what to say...

Ouai

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