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It was on one long February day, when the wind howled blustery and cold through the Whomping Willow to the lake beyond, that Professor Sprout was approached with a most peculiar request. Classes had finished for the day, allowing her some much-needed time to deal with a particularly troublesome weed that was threatening to take over Greenhouse Three. The plant, a variation of clover that had apparently bred with a variation of Devil’s Snare, curled up and around the greenhouse, strangling other plants, and managing to crack a piece of glass. The breeze from the lake whistled in through the hole like a dying cat;
I'm sorryIt wasn’t supposed to be that way. I wasn’t supposed to love him… like that. At all.I'm sorry
I was master, he was servant. I was supposed to not even notice him. Hate him, even.
But I didn’t. I loved him.
And this was what possessed me to hurt him like I did. What possessed me to laugh, when he screamed, cried out as my keyblade ran through him.
But that feeling didn’t last like… like I thought it might. By the time I woke up the next morning, I knew what I did was… wrong. Awful. Inhuman.
My heart ached for Riku when he came limping into my room. He di
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