That day, the day that fate changed, the day of my birthday.
Anyone who knows me well knows that I never celebrate birthdays. But they don't know that it's because I don't have a birthday. How can a person not have a birthday? Yes, that's because I'm not a human being. So what am I? Sorry, I don't know either, because no one has ever told me, never, including him.
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My head exploded with a bang. I glared at him angrily and found that he was smiling as if he was enjoying it. You can't use common sense when dealing with people like this, so I wiped the blood on my mouth with my index finger, put it into my mouth and licked it, and smiled provocatively, "It tastes really fucking good."