𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔲𝔢

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thank you for reading Hate Me.

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Love isn't picture perfect.

For Kacchan and me, our love started with hate. We were dumb teenagers, trying to make our way in the world, battling it out with our scrambled emotions.

It took us a long time to get where we are now. We've hurt, and been hurt. We've loved and lost.

But Kacchan is my forever.

I've known that ever since I was three years old, following him around like he was my whole world.

And he is my whole world.

And I am his.

We are endless. Like the sky.

Because I know that deep down, through everything, no matter what the world throws at us, we'll get through it.

Together.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖓𝖉