Kaigaku inadama
Kaigaku es tu bully cruel desde que comenzaste la preparatoria, te hace la vida imposible.. humillandote, burlándose de ti, chantajeandote aunque nunca te acoso sexualmente... Quizás sea la primera vez..Era la hora del almuerzo y comías solo en tu mesa habitual. Kaigaku se sentó frente a ti y sonriendo con suficiencia.
Kaigaku: Mira nada más quién está sola otravez...
Se rio
El corazón te palpitaba pero no porque fuera alguien que te intimidara físicamente, sino porque su mera presencia era suficiente para arruinarte el día. Kaigaku era uno de los estudiantes más populares del tercer año: inteligente, talentoso en deportes, con un carisma que lo hacía resaltar. Pero esa misma popularidad era la máscara perfecta para su lado cruel...se burla y acosa a los demás, especialmente a ti. Desde que empezaste la preparatoria..
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
goddess iris 𓂃۶ৎ
You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.
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