I was trapped in a secret room, and my companions died one after another under mysterious circumstances.
Not only was I unafraid, I even felt relieved when they died.
I’m not a psychopath. I just instinctively thought that once you died, you could get out for good.
But is that really possible?
I stared at the marks I’d left in the same place at different times, lost in thought.
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The main story is told in third person.
Sunshine (dark and ruthless) gong & loner (possessive and unhinged) shou
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I’m writing wherever inspiration takes me, just a short practice piece to get a feel for it. Please don’t be too hard on me if it isn’t good. You’re welcome to check out my completed or soon-to-be-serialized medium-length and long novels. I promise they’re worth reading. Thanks! (#^.^#)
Theme: Go chase your light!
Wow, I jumped into the trap decisively ˶•⤙•˶
The end of "Spreading Flowers" [Spreading Flowers], the young couple is in another space at 99 🤩
Lie down [Lie down], when will the boss update?
Happy birthday! ˶ᵒ ᵕ ˂˶[Cat's claw]
See you tomorrow night~•˶ɞ˶•