The world had turned topsy-turvy, but the stunned disbelief on the faces of those before her was still obvious. It was almost comical, how they looked alike in their shared horror even when they were so at odds with each other just a mere second before.
Fuck, just how wide is its range? I actually thought I was far enough.
Purple was encroaching her sight, along with a dreadful tightening pressure around her head.
She squeezed her eyes shut.
Please... She prayed. Let it be fast.
A squeeze. And then blissful nothing.
You have died.
Reloading...
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the morning will come again | Duty After School
FanfictionShe woke up in a Kdrama brought to life. Stuck in a cycle. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Try. Fail. Repeat.
