Prologue
Me The Author
(●’◡’●)ﾉ Hi and welcome to
my new story I hope you all
injoy it as much as my other
stories, but first . . . .
Me The Author
XYZ-talking normally,
"XYZ"-thinking, (XYZ)-
shows motion or other
details, 📱XYZ-talking
on a phone call, 💬XYZ-
texting, 𝚇𝚈𝚉- narrating
and I'll label at the
beginning of the chapter
if it's a character POV
Me The Author
let's just jump into things
𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚜, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝
𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚡
𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎
𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎
𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝
𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊
𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍
𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚍
𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕
𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢
𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝,
𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚛
𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝙸 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍
𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎
𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎
𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚗
guidance counselor
bring your stuff with you ok
𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝
𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 🤐, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝙸
𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝 . . . . 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜,
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚞𝚙
guidance counselor
we got a call from the police and were informed that a incident happened at your home
guidance counselor
you live with your
grandmother and
aunt right
guidance counselor
were you aware of your aunts
mental health ummm 'issues'
(did the actual finger
quotations well saying issues)
Momotarō
well I knew that she had
something but I was never
told what it was
guidance counselor
well that part isn't all that
important they're running
tests on her now so they'll
figure it all out
guidance counselor
the main reason I brought you
hear is to tell what happened,
well the cop's haven't done
that pur-say but this is what
they can deduce from the
facts ok, you with me so far
guidance counselor
well apparently your
grandmother did something
that triggered a emotional
episode with your aunt,
basically put (deep breath)
your aunt lost it and viciously
attacked your grandmother
guidance counselor
your grandmother is in the
ICU in critical condition, and
your aunt is in the criminal
section of the mental wing
of the hospital
𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗
𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎
𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚎
𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎
𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 - '𝚑𝚎
𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢
𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎
𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚍'
𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗
𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝
𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕
𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏
𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘
𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕
𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗
𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙸'𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚒𝚝
𝚜𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎
𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍
𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗
𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎; 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗
𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚗, 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊'𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗
𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚢
𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎
𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔, 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎
𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢
𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢
𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗
𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖
𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎,
𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍
𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍
𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕, 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝
𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏
𝚜𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 . . . . 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏
𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙸
𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛
𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎
𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎
𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏
𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘
𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢,
𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜
𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗
𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜
𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝
𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝚍*𝚖𝚗𝚒𝚝, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙸
𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝
𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛
𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝
𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜
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