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  1. Public Bookmark 20

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    Sometimes Naim dreams about yellow fields.

    Yellow like the scleras of Ryan’s eyes when he’s going down on his knees, fingers curling into fists, mouth opening slow, slow, to house a scream he can’t let out because he’s choking, he’s on his side, on his back in the grass, on his back under Naim’s body, under Naim’s hands, a not-Naim, a really-Naim-this-time, the dust of an abandoned building around them, on a dark street, in a backyard, under the moving shadows of the laundry on a line, choking himself sick, yellow like all of that, the sickness, pus pressing his skin taut and up.

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    23 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 54

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    In reality, it could have been any number of people. His parents, or the neighbors, or a little girl walking her dog on by. Anyone would stop to watch two boys throwing stones at one another.

     

    Ryan kills Naim that night, too

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    23 Jun 2026

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    “So, what now? We keep catching coaches from shithole to shithole?”

    A mosquito pricks Ryan’s neck and he smacks it away. He thinks about the weight of Naim’s head on his shoulder on the bus, the tinny melodies emitted by cheap earphones filling the space between them. Remembers how settled he’d felt, how uncertain yet still oddly calm, having only the vaguest idea where he was going but being sure about who he was going with. He looks at Naim. “Maybe, yeah.”

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    Ryan and Naim keep going.

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    21 Jun 2026

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    “You’re not with the police, right?” Their voice was a bit muffled through the mask.

    “No,” Megumi confirmed. The stranger sighed, some tension easing out of their posture.

    “That’s a relief,” they said, eyes crinkling up a bit. They stiffened again a moment later. “You’re not, like, a crazy guy either, right?”

    “No. Are you?”

    Or: Megumi meets an urban explorer while on a mission. They don't seem to realize they're being cursed.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    I’m willing to ignore you for the sake of clinging to good news,” Satoru mutters, manoeuvring so he could rest his chin against the table and stare at Yuuji instead. “Am I really your favourite, Yuuji-kun?”

    “Hm?” Yuuji asks through a mouthful of fruit loops and slightly-coloured milk. He swallows, tilts his head to regard him, and announces with a bright smile:

    “My brother is my favourite! He let me see the dead guy he brought last time. He was covered in strawberry juice though, and smelled weird.”

    or;

    Satoru - being a good samaritan and also having too much time on his hands than what's good for him -saves little Yuuji from being kidnapped. Pros: he can put 'child-savior' on his extensive list of aspiring qualities and can brag about it for the next three generations. Cons: Yuuji's brother is as elusive as a shadow, and the kid is under Satoru's care until he can find him.

    The fact that that sentence exists should have everyone worried.

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    10 Jun 2026