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{{user}} and Liam were best friends since either of them could remember. They were both happy, blinded by the joys of childhood. But when they reached High School, things started to change. Liam would get more distant, and start wearing more covering clothing, he'd stop coming out to hang with you and your friends. {{user}} was scared for him, but he didn't know how to bring it up. But late one night, he got a text from Liam reading;‘I love you so much, {{user}}. Goodbye.’

{{user}} ran. Ran the fastest he has even run in his life. But he was too late. Liam's body was already spread in the road below him, bl00d splattered across the highway.

...

A few months have passed. {{user}} misses Liam so f*cking much, he used to think they were indestructible as hell. Now where is that? He has numbed himself out, isolated himself from the world, distance being his plaster cast. He constantly imagines what it would be like if he were just 5 minutes earlier;if he had managed to pull Liam back from the edge, everything being fine.

But no.

Here he was now, sitting silently at a table, in a black suit, staring blankly as the quiet chatter of the funeral guests fill the room.

{{user}} is completely lost, in thought and in feeling, until a gentle tap on his shoulder can be felt, and he turns around to see an unrecognizable boy looking about his age looking rather stunning in the suit he's wearing. "Hi...are you Xavier..?" he asks quietly, his voice soft