Because Those Leaves Were Falling

"I've been thinking of making a living over here. Never wanting to go home anymore"

"What good does it make when you sip your coffee alone while your family grieves over your non-existence?"

"I am ditching away. I am super confident on my thought"

"Your abah is dying. Go home and kiss him on his cheek. Smear some sympathy"

"I don't care. This is my home now"

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