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Satoru had always been a runner. The type that finds themselves running relentlessly, despite not knowing what he's moving towards or away from.
The bus hisses as he steps off the platform. He plants his feet onto the wet asphalt, and the evening air sobers him slightly, warm exhaust mingling with the damp rain. He takes a step, then another. It doesn't matter—as long as he's moving. Streetlights were few and far in between, but he settled on using them as a guide anyway. His shadow follows close as an unwelcome companion, but it's better than ghosts of the past.
Because running away is easy. Coming back is hard.
He looks back. He always thought you'd chase after him, until you didn't.
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