The 1827 short story about being forced out by a girl in the group with a kitchen knife... Bursting into tears.
[It's a bloody story about a fujoshi girl who witnessed the perfect nosebleed and died after 1827.
I was about to go to bed QAQ... Smoke girl... So I won't do the cover.
This article is stupid, has no connotation, no integrity, and is offline... I wrote ORZ when I was about to fall asleep.
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The above ← is enough, I'm leaving...
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