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eddy didnt know his love was hurting him so badly until the symptoms started showing.
first, he lost his ability to say the word brett. then, he lost the ability to speak altogether. second, one by one, the 5 senses began to fade.
the first thing he lost was the ability to taste, everything becomes bland and flavorless and food turns into ash, he can no longer consume.
then touch, there is no more warm or soft anymore, he can no longer feel the warmth of touch. sense of smell follows, making even his favorite scent, the scent of bubble tea, unrecognizable.
at this point, he would do anything for his love, but can he?
can he, just for a moment, think about himself? can he, just this time, be selfish?
all these years, he was pining for the bespectacled boy. wanting to be more than just friends.
but all brett saw was a friend or worse, acquintance.
and maybe, it's better that way.
maybe, he doesn't have to suffer just for the sake of the possibility that brett might reciprocate his feelings back. maybe he can move on and focus on his health.
but the question was, how?
if theres a solution, he'll never need to suffer from unrequited love ever again.
"well, there is something i can do that doesn't require an ungodly amount of luck." the doctor stood up and opened the nearby cupboard.
inside, was a glowing yellow vial that looked like it had the whole galaxy trapped in them.
it was beautiful.
"if you drink this, you will be cured from your illness." the doctor held the vial up where eddy could see it.
"but—" eddy's face fell. "you will ultimately forget brett and your feelings."
now eddy was really thinking about his decision. was it worth being selfish and losing brett in the process?
but still, in the end, he chose himself.
call that selfish or whatever, but eddy couldnt risk waiting for the next life, just so his love can be accepted.
eddy nodded his head, hesitant but sure. the doctor handed him the glowing, beautiful but dangerous, yellow vial.
with bated breath, he slowly unwinded the cap and lifted the vial up to his eye level.
the liquidy substance was a sparkly one, it had glitter and stars in them, temping the younger boy even more.
his hands subconsciously forced the vial to his mouth, telling him to 'just do it already' his throat swallowed the liquid, tasting a sprinkle of sweetness for the first time in long time.
in a blink of a second, all of his senses were back. he can speak, he can taste, he can smell the room of medicines, he can feel the touch of the cold vial in his sweaty hands.
he can finally live in peace without remembering brett—
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who's brett?