The girl stood on the beach, quietly staring at the undulating sea, and outlined an extremely soft smile. "This is the 108th day. I am being assimilated, but I don't really want to resist." The girl frowned, and the sea breeze blew over the girl's cheek, raising her long black hair, like a pair of fragile wings struggling in the roaring wind.
"Even if it is false, if you can deceive yourself..." The girl fell silent, lowered her head and thought for a while, and suddenly said in a very cheerful voice, "That can be considered a certain kind of happiness!"
It's like finding something extremely precious
Not an otome
First time writing, generating electricity for love
Don't troll people! It is written by a primary school student. You can give advice, but please don't criticize.
Purpose: serious survival literature