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“Gaara?” I called out...not really expecting a response, but hoping for one. It had been three weeks since we started hanging out at night together. But Gaara had seemed troubled lately. He stopped by my house every night five minutes before midnight...that was the best time of the night. So quiet and peaceful. And it was even better when I was with Gaara. But, this time...I decided I would go to his house. I knocked on the door before trying  the knob. It was unlocked. So I pushed the door open slightly...calling out for Gaara again. I opened the door fully and walked in. I looked around me at the inside of Gaara’s