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An indescribable chill swept through, as though the whole body were freezing and about to shatter.
Where... was this?
In the darkness, a boy wearing an oversized checkered cap curled up like a child. His colorful eyes bore the symbols of squares and spades. Dressed in a pink jacket and blue shorts, his brows were furrowed.
On his androgynous, delicate face flickered confusion, remembrance, anger, fear... as though he were immersed in a dream—a dream o ...
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