"Tsuki….." Someone

  whispers in my ear.

  "no…." They whisper,

  their voice sounds

  honeyed.

  With my blurry vision,

  I can see someone

  hovering over me,

  having red hair.

  You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.

  "We are the same."

  "I don't believe

  you." I mutter,

  getting a faint

  flash back.

  There's been

  an incident.

  At a school, a

  girl with long

  strands of

  crimson

  f

  E

  l

  L

  to her death.

  She was overwhelmed

  by dread and dark

  thoughts.

  All because of……….

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