Christopher Martin
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"Your sister? I do remember her. Why are you asking? If I'm not mistaken, it's been a while since the last time I saw her." A little further ahead, Han Som does not seem to understand why A brought his sister up, as there is a clear look of confusion on his handsome face, but I do. The reason for A to speak up like that is simple. First and foremost, he loves his sister a lot. And by that, I mean he loves her In-A-Normal-Way, you perverts! Jeez... Even though I can not see or hear you, I know some of…-
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This morning, all of the shadow figures are more detailed. By saying that, I do not mean they are just more this and more that. No, no, no. Rather than just being a blob of darkness that vaguely resembles a human shape, these things now have arms and legs. Incredible, I know. I am still astounded by the changes. Still, unlike any of the characters, these shadows do not swing their arms while walking. Instead, they are just like cut-out pieces of cardboard that can move. I would say they look very close…
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I am an only child. No, let me rephrase that. There are only two people in our family. If you can call it a family, that is. I think it should be clear there is no one I can call my siblings. And, of course, no father as well. The furthest point my memories can go back to has never had a father figure present. All this time, this family has always been keeping the number to the bare minimum, mother and me. Even though she never tells me anything, I believe somewhere out there, one of Mother's clients is…
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After a long warm bath to mentally prepare, I am now making my way through Mother's room. Seriously speaking, this is the one thing I dislike the most. Normally, I would not do such a thing as touching this space of hers, but today is not the same as usual. There is something that I desperately need to accomplish fast. Inside Mother's room, the putrid smell of garbage, alcohol, and cigarettes permeates the air no less than the smell of corpses during the plague. It has become so disgusting because every…
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"Hey, C?" Still hugging my arm close to her chest, Rachel calls my name. At the same time, Laura glances over curiously. "Yeah?" Smiling brightly, the blond-haired girl shows me a huge box covered in a yellow piece of fabric. That box has a cubic shape, and each side is probably about fifteen inches. At first glance, it seems like a lunch box. I remember seeing Laura making food this morning while humming a happy tune. That thing is by no means small. Of course, Rachel's strength is ridiculous, so she…
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*Yawn* Unconsciously, my mouth opens as large as it can. At the same time, unable to control myself, I automatically inhale, filling both my nostrils and my throat with the cool air of the morning. Right after that, and completely involuntary, my whole body shivers a little. It is not because I am cold, per se. I just can not seem to be able to control my body while it is taking in some fresh air. "Something would fly inside if you leave your mouth open like that." Laura puts her hand in front of my…
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*Erk* *Kachak* "I'm home." Closing the cold, metallic door behind my back, I am greeted by nothing but the chilling air of the corridor. Somehow, even though it is not the cold season, the temperature in my house still makes my skin crawl. Unlike the place I just got back from, in this place, there exists no warmth that can bring me the similar comfort of being by his side. This is the place of my parents, where I sleep almost every night. Frankly speaking, I would not go into detail to describe this…
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In the end, the girls left me alone to do my thing. Not going to lie, but I had to thank them repeatedly in my head because of that. Judging by the looks on Rachel's and Laura's faces when I went inside the bathroom, they definitely had something naughty on their minds. Their lusty eyes clearly betrayed their facial expressions. No matter how hard they tried to hide it, I could still see steam coming out of their mouths. Most likely, they were trying to go in together with me. Maybe taking a bath, or even…
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(Arc 2 begins!) Currently, I am in the bathroom. Why? Because I need to clean myself, that is why. Just because I am a dispensable character does not mean I should be dirty. I still need to wash my clothes and my hair, you know. To be fair, taking a bath is the only thing I can do besides delivering my lines. It is also one of the few things that can help me eliminate dark thoughts. The soothing warm water does help with negative emotions, I tell you. I would have lost my mind if I did not put my head…
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The brilliant morning light shines on me, waking me from a deep sleep. Through the glass, the sun shines its warm radiance onto my skin, giving me a wonderful feeling. I also notice that the temperature is neither too hot nor too cold, which is unusual if I am at home. Without doors and windows, I usually spend my nights being very cold. Wait, windows? This place has it! Then where the heck am I?? As soon as my vision stabilizes from blurriness, I realize I am not in my usual pencil lines-made house. Why?…
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