["Ordinary humans" who are forced to come into contact with mysterious events × supernatural creatures with impure purposes that are difficult to distinguish between good and evil]
[No cp, but 1v1, but no cp. The protagonist's outlook is very human, while the male protagonist is inhuman. In the later stages of the plot, the two (on the surface) have a conventional partnership in a secular sense (emphasis! Partnerships in various dimensions!). In addition, there are occasionally suspected emotional lines for the protagonist.
[The plot revolves around the protagonist, and all plot settings serve the shaping and development of the protagonist, including the existence of the male protagonist.
TRIGGER WARNING. Contains micro-phobic content. May lose san. Lots of stream of consciousness.
[There is something else that I can't remember for the moment (Tuxiazai), I'll add it when I think of it. In short, the form of this article is atypical and has no CP. If you are criticized, please speak boldly (145-degree bow).
X doesn't understand, she's not Little Red Riding Hood, Little Black Riding Hood, or White Riding Hood, so why would Y, the evil wolf and other monsters and monsters, come to her? This life is hard enough! ! !
As an ordinary person who lacks motivation, instead of resisting fate and finding answers, she actually prefers praying for a miracle that will one day free her from this unlucky day for more than ten years.
When can school be over?
When can I graduate?
When can I get off work?
When can you leave?
When will we finish?
*
He leaned over and propped himself up above, blocking all light, like another unprecedentedly strong cage. The face that should have been clear and gentle was now like a will-o'-the-wisp, half-smiling but not smiling.
Her heart was beating like a drum, and she unconsciously clenched the sheets tightly, still pretending to be calm:
"Can you please stop using that person's face?"
The beast was resting, the cat looked at his doomed meal like a mouse, lowered his head and put it against her ear, the devil deceived people's hearts:
"What's wrong, don't you like it?"
She took a deep breath, her blood surged, and finally said angrily:
"You know nothing! Ours is pure love!"
*
Again: no cp, but 1v1, but no cp. (Scratches head)
It's hard for the author to explain what the specific situation is. He can only say that time will tell (I don't mean to be pretentious ORZ)
Intent: Trauma trigger early warning. Or perhaps healing.