You check over him just to make sure.

 

Nothing is scratched or hurt, except for the dried blood made by your accident all that time ago.

 

"I'm okay I think" he says again, trying to calm you down.

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But you can't.

 

After all, you hurt him. Again.

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You try to forget the incident, and try to play more with him.

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Taking his hand, you head out of the park, away from your mistake.

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