♚ ¹ˢᵗ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵂᶤᶰᶰᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ ²⁰¹⁷ [ᴴᵘᶰᵗᵉʳˣᴴᵘᶰᵗᵉʳ ᵂᵃᵗᵗʸ ᴬʷᵃʳᵈˢ] [ᴼᵗʰᵉʳ/ᴹᶤˣᵉᵈ ᴹᵉᵈᶤᵃ]
♚ ¹ˢᵗ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵂᶤᶰᶰᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴬᶰᵍᵉˡᶤᶜᴬᶰᶤᵐᵉᴬʷᵃʳᵈˢ [ᴴᵘᶰᵗᵉʳˣᴴᵘᶰᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵃᵗᵉᵍᵒʳʸ]
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Anyone with a heart, with a family, or with friends had experienc...
When I look around, all I see was a sea of red. Suddenly, my gaze was drawn to two familiar figures lying across my lap. When I realized what had happened, I was overcome with fear. No--! It can't be! Gon!? Killua?!
'How come they're sleeping here? No-- Why aren't they breathing?!'
A part of me will always be there at that instant when the lethal bleeding begin. They laid there, their skin becoming greyer and their eyes, which had once shined, becoming opaque as the time passed.
That's when I glance down at my trembling limbs and ask myself, 'What have I done?'
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
My hands which can now be seen as a murder weapon are stained scarlet. Although I could see blood trickling on the ground beneath me, it was also creeping up my arm, each droplet acting as if it were a human hand, clutching and tugging at my skin. With each passing second, the blood was creeping violently up my arms, staining them like a tattoo that could never be undone.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
"Ahh—AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"
With that, I was shocked awake from my nightmare. Inhaling heavily, as if my lungs couldn't hold any more oxygen. I gasped for breath.
"Rin!"
I was still a little disoriented. However, the moment I laid eyes on Gon and Killua, living and still breathing, I lost all sense of reason.
"You're finally awake—"
My hands instinctively dragged the two of them closer. Even though holding them in my arms was enough, I had to feel every ounce of myself press into their bodies. Somehow, the sensation of their proximity awoke me. Never in my life have I felt more alive than I have at this moment.
Suddenly, tears streamed down my cheeks like a waterfall, and I found myself gasping for air. The sound of wailing and suffering echoed throughout the room.
There are times when I feel like a butterfly longing for its cocoon, to be safe and sheltered within its protective shell. That's exactly how I feel. It helps.
