[It was everything else's, the world's. Society for casting them down as subhuman despite having done nothing wrong, driving them to desperation and turning a blind eye. Emi would've never been an outcast, and Eiji wouldn't have to be forced to constantly look over his shoulder, living in what would always feel like a fragile, ephemeral peace.
Eiji muttered under his breath, though out of care rather than spite,] Worry a little more about yourself, sometime.
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[It was everything else's, the world's. Society for casting them down as subhuman despite having done nothing wrong, driving them to desperation and turning a blind eye. Emi would've never been an outcast, and Eiji wouldn't have to be forced to constantly look over his shoulder, living in what would always feel like a fragile, ephemeral peace.
Eiji muttered under his breath, though out of care rather than spite,] Worry a little more about yourself, sometime.