This story is made up, but not everything in it feels made up. It's a fragment of imagination-built from thoughts that never fully existed, and feelings that somehow did.

Inside these pages, names might sound familiar and places might feel like something you've seen before, but everything here is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, living or gone, or real events is purely coincidental and unintentional.

Please do not copy, repost, translate, or redistribute this work in any form without permission from the author. Even the smallest part of it belongs quietly to its creator.

And if you ever find pieces of yourself in these words, maybe it's just because stories have a way of holding things we never really said out loud.

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inkfinitypen.

2025

P.S. Lately, I've been reading a lot of stories, and I think that's where it all started– the inspiration to finally continue this story after years of being inactive. lol.