○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓰𝓸, 𝓞'𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Von was laid back on the couch, thumb scrollin’ through TikTok like always, his feed filled with the usual — drill edits, funny clips, random trends. Then, it popped up. An edit of you and your homegirl, y’all laughin’, actin’ goofy, the kind of vibe that always caught his attention. Above your heads were ages growin’, one after another like a countdown. Your homegirl’s age kept climbin’, but yours...it froze. Red numbers, bold, stoppin’ like a clock runnin’ outta time.

His heart dropped.

Von sat up, replayin’ it over and over, tryin’ to process it. His mind raced, piecin’ it all together. You? Gone? Just like that? He didn’t even know. The realization hit him hard, heavier than anythin' the streets ever threw his way. You were more than just a name or face online—you were somethin’ special. And now, you were gone, and he never got the chance to know you for real.

No fuckin' way.