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Minato never showed his manga to anyone. Not after middle school, not after the laughter that still echoes in his ears. Alone in an empty classroom, hiding his sketches in a notebook no one else would ever see—that was supposed to be his whole world. Until a sudden, splitting pain tore through his skull, and he woke up somewhere else entirely. A city he doesn't recognize. A phone with no signal. And a manga magazine on a convenience store shelf with names he *knows*—names that shouldn't exist
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