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Fog

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It had been a few months after Tsuna met the blazing woman he had affectionately nicknamed 'Angel'.

The encounter was still fresh in his young mind, and Tsuna can't help but replay it over and over again in his head. Relishing on the pulsating light she seemed to emit even from a distance.

It was beautiful, and there was a deep ache in his chest, one he would later recognize as longing as he saw more people with the same light as her. Though with another colour variations.

They seemed to have life of their own, thrumming with an unfamiliar tempo he couldn't quite grasp.

He had tried to find his colours on his own by staring at the reflection on his mirror right where he could feel his beating heart would be, and he wasn't as disappointed when he found out he had none of those bright, cheerful lights.

He had expected it, someone as empty as him would have none of those. His mother said only Angels had the lights.

He couldn't help the pang of disappointment that hit him at this realization. But his attention was already redirected somewhere else as something flickered on his reflection.

He squinted at it. It wasn't the lights, per se, but... something... dark? His eyes must be playing tricks on him.

However, there was something else, though, that he couldn't quite see. It was a mere ripple on the glass surface, a translucent fog was swirling around him in a dark, muted colour.

He stared at it blankly, observing its movement as it made a lazy twirl around his torso before disappearing inside his chest.

Tsuna patted the space where the fog had disappeared to, and found nothing different from his body.

He has no colours like those people were, but he had had strange fog that seemed to have taken residence inside his body.

It was strange, but it didn't bother him.

Even without those cheerful lights, he was content with something he had instead.

He continued the observation on people whom had it, though.


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"I love those Lights, they were so bright and full of life that I cannot help the joy of extinguishing them of their lights when they crossed my path. They don't deserve to have what I don't have. Not when mine would've been brighter than anything they will ever see."

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AN: Yeah. Told you I'll keep mentioning the lights.

Ah, I love this style of writing now. It kinda makes it feel intense without overwhelming me xd. It feels simple yet heavy. I'd like to think I'm quite sucessful on that.

I hope the short length of these chapters doesn' bother anyone

Thanks for reading again guys.