Red line
"Do you believe in the red line, Mello? It's a Japanese belief. There is a red line that starts in the heart and goes out through the little finger to connect with another person. And these people are connected. Even though the line is long and tangled, it cannot be broken." MattxMello
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Chibi Midori-chan, 16 anos. Preguiçosa, irritante, distraída, sem coordenação motora. Ficou do jeito que é...
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“Issae. I am here. q Maano, what to say about this one? It's so... Beautiful. I don't know if I can put into words what I felt while reading, the author writes very well, the physical and mental description of the characters, and besides, it's a couple that I love. With no one to get in the way. Honestly, I think the author should make more fics like this, after all, good readers don't waste themselves! Anyway. I recommend it with pleasure ♥”
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