Summer Memories ~my Cucked Childhood Friends~ Another Story ~repack~ [OFFICIAL]

As I sift through the memories of that summer, I'm reminded of the impermanence of childhood and the fluidity of friendships. We grew up, each of us embarking on our own journey, forever changed by the experiences we shared.

We met at the riverbank at dusk. The air was thick, wet, and heavy with the scent of cut grass. Sora brought a six-pack of cheap lemon sour he’d stolen from his dad’s fridge. Aoi pretended to be shocked, then drank half of one in three gulps. I watched them, my own can sweating in my hand, untouched. summer memories ~my cucked childhood friends~ another story

Looking back, I realize that the summer of 2005 was a turning point in my life. It was the year that I learned to be more cautious, to trust my instincts, and to never let my guard down. And it was also the year that I learned the true meaning of betrayal, at the hands of my so-called childhood friends. As I sift through the memories of that

Because I’m afraid of where I’ll land, I thought. The air was thick, wet, and heavy with