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They say some wounds never heal and some losses could never be gotten over .
Have you ever experienced a scar so deep the pain of which time could not alleviate ?
I have .
I have also learned that it never gets better . You reach a point where it starts healing , slowly , painfully so , until it stops midway and makes no further progress but at least it gives you an air of normalcy , not enough to be genuinely happy most of the time , just to be able to go back to your daily life .
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What could possibly be better than jamming to your favorite song after a long day full of boring lectures ?
Nothing , right ?
Kaname thinks to himself as he moves his head in waves and twists the keys to open the front door , enjoying his brilliant playlist for one more minute before he takes the earphones off and proceeds announcing his return .
" I'm home . "
He doesn't get a response right away but that's okay so he goes further into the house , heading to his father's office , stopping by a certain room to admire his most prized possession , a grand piano . He keeps staring at it for a while before he's satisfied .
When he reaches his destination , he knocks one time before swaying the door open and smiling , but it all changes when his eyes land on the floor .
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