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Running and running.
It was another night and you were running.

Your aunt's rules were still up high like a wall.
But you always found ways to climb over it.

You held onto your bouquet as your feet hit the ground.
Your legs burned a bit from running two days in a row, miles and miles.

But pain won't stop you from getting flowers to their graves.
They deserve it.

You slowed down a bit when you saw the park once again.
You panted as you made your way to the bench.

There was another male there, the same age as the other.
You sighed as you sat down.

The pale blue haired male glanced at you.
You closed your eyes as you steadily your breathing.

You could tell that the older male was frustrated with something that happened today.
You also noticed the juice pouch he had with his pinky up.

For some reason the older male was rethinking or overthinking something.
He put his hands into a clutch as he squeezed the juice.

Before any of the juice could come out, the box disintegrated.
The older male looked down at the pile, you couldn't help but feel sorry.

You wondered what was his quirk.
There's only one way to find out.

You softly grabbed his hand and put a fern in it.
The male froze, it seemed like he wasn't used to human touch.

You rapped all five of his fingers on the plant and it disregarded instantly.
You hummed in thinking.

"W-what are you doing??" The male questioned in a raspy voice.

You ignored him.
You suddenly perked up with a memory.

When you had left the house, you grabbed the bouquet and accidentally grabbed your aunts black gloves on the way out.
You also remembered that you grabbed a pair of scissors on the way out so that your aunt wouldn't cut the flowers you had there.

You dug through your bouquet and pulled out a pair of silky black gloves.
The male watched you in interest and confusion.

You pulled out a pair of scissors from your pocket.
The older's eyes widened.

You cut off the thumb, pointer finger, and middle finger off from both gloves.
You held it up to the moonlight and smiled.

You held out your hand to the blue headed male

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You held out your hand to the blue headed male.
He looked at you than at your hand.

The male hesitated but soon gave you one of his hands.
You smiled at this.

You carefully and slowly slipped on the gloves you made.
The male gave you his other hand and you pulled on the second glove on.

You took a deep breath and put all ten of the male's fingers on your arm.
The male panicked but soon calmed down.

Nothing happened.
No dust, no disappearance, no pain.

The older's eyes widened as they began to tear up a bit.
He took his hands back and stared at them in wonder.

You stood up in a slightly quick manner.
You were about to leave but you placed a white daisy in the older's hands.

You were about to leave but you placed a white daisy in the older's hands

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You wrapped his half-gloved fingers in the plant.
He looked up and you smiled.

You stepped back and waved a silent goodbye to him.
You quickly turned away and started to run.

You held onto the small bouquet with a smile as you ran.

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Shirgaraki could only stare as the random (h/c)-ette ran off and turned the corner.
He looked down at his hands in awe.

The white daisy was still there.
No dust. Something he could only wish, came true.

Shirgaraki felt a tear go down his cheek.
He smiled softly in pure happiness.

Maybe taking a break wasn't so bad after all.
Maybe seeing that boy one more time wouldn't be so bad either.

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