Kazama Yukari felt like she was some kind of strange existence.
She first discovered this peculiarity when she was fifteen.
Whether someone liked her or she liked them, they all died horribly in her dreams!
Yukimura Seiichi: Kazama...
Kazama Yukari: ...Sorry, Yukimura. I don't think I want to see your face for a while...
Yukimura Seiichi: ...
Yukimura Seiichi: Sorry, I just wanted to remind you that this is a love letter from Kirishima.
Kazama Yukari [wailing]: Heaven help me, please spare me...
Reader's guide: 1. The author is a fifteen-year-old high school freshman.
2. This is a story that may never be finished.
3. The author's writing is awful enough to kill.
4. The author updates whenever she feels like it [pay attention].
Thanks for reading!
