I'm a ghost, living in a big house in the suburbs. I'm the only one here. I don't remember anything before my death.
——The cause of my death may be my name, or maybe I am a ghost.
In the past years, strangers would occasionally enter my house without my consent. I always felt very angry about this, especially the harsh and uncomfortable sound they made when they broke in. It was like insects gnawing on my brain, densely packed.
I always couldn't help but want to tear them apart, until a little girl was accidentally pushed in here...
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"The Darkened Ali" (This is an article about the blackened Shota~)
Ali, who had been watching Daisy quietly, suddenly rushed forward quickly. He didn't pay attention to the depression in front of him, and his body tilted uncontrollably.
The sudden movement of "pia" was particularly loud at night
Time seems to have stopped suddenly
Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer and the voice belonging to Daisy "... Ally?"
Ali slowly raised his head, pursed his lips and smiled, "Daisy... Daisy"
The fluffy brown hair did not cover the tips of the ears that were as red as if they were bleeding.
Motto: Even if you are in despair or difficulty, you will always find someone willing to help you