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Novel Bound by Shoe StringsThe plot is unknown,Novel Bound by Shoe Strings by ~Jeromii
The future left untold,
But you won't write alone,
we'll just let it all unfold...
In this novel bound by shoe strings,
we will write only the best scenes,
Tear apart the suffering,
and carry ourselves into infinity.
Happily ever after is, in fact, real,
but happiness is only one thing you feel,
we must cope with how we must heal,
and strive for the everlasting serenity,
Love is but a fairytale,
A ship that will forever sail,
an emotion, that will never fail,
In this novel, I just wrote a calamity.
The plot is well known,
The future is now told,
and we wrote it all in stone,
a stone that is always hard
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a secret in your heart p.5Takeru, in a show of friendship, gets Hikari to go out with Daisuke. Unfortunately, he realizes too late that his love for Hikari may extend past brotherly love.a secret in your heart p.5 by ~aestheticirony
Warning: Japanese (human) names, English (digimon) names.
Hikari stared down the computer screen furiously in the vain hope that it would magically type out her apology letter to Takeru.
The moment she had come home from his apartment yesterday, she had checked the answering machine hoping that he had called her. Of course, all twelve new messages were from Daisuke, save one which was from Taichi. Daisuke's messages ranged from, "Hikari-chan... this is Daisuke... Well, you knew th
a secret in your heart p.1Takeru, in a show of friendship, gets Hikari to go out with Daisuke. Unfortunately, he realizes too late that his love for Hikari may extend past brotherly love.a secret in your heart p.1 by ~aestheticirony
Warning: Japanese (human) names, English (digimon) names.
Takeru sat with his head in his hands as he waited for the morning train. He was slumped forward in the hard bench, brooding on the strange turn his life had taken. It wasn’t as though he wasn’t completely used to strange turns; his entire life could have been considered one giant turn in the oddest direction possible. He shuffled his feet as he thought about that. Odd turns had shaped and molded him into the rathe
a secret in your heart p.2Takeru, in a show of friendship, gets Hikari to go out with Daisuke. Unfortunately, he realizes too late that his love for Hikari may extend past brotherly love.a secret in your heart p.2 by ~aestheticirony
Warning: Japanese (human) names, English (digimon) names.
Takeru stood in front of her door. Exactly one week after sitting on his bed, contemplating how to tell Hikari how he felt, he now greatly regretted what he had done. But it was far too late to remedy the situation: he had already rung her doorbell. All he was doing now was waiting for her to answer. He stared at the locket and key as though they would simply disappear and make the situation he had carved for himself go away
a secret in your heart p.3Takeru, in a show of friendship, gets Hikari to go out with Daisuke. Unfortunately, he realizes too late that his love for Hikari may extend past brotherly love.a secret in your heart p.3 by ~aestheticirony
Warning: Japanese (human) names, English (digimon) names.
On the day she was to hang out with Takeru, Hikari sat in her bedroom, agonizing over her makeup and talking to Gatomon. "You should wear your pink fingernail polish," the cat-creature suggested.
"Good idea, Gatomon," Hikari replied. "So, have you decided to come along, or what? Invitation stands open."
Gatomon shook her head. "No, I think I would rather torture the mice in the basement," she said, smiling and baring her r
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