"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.

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"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……….

ḧ̴̨̡͗i̵͓̓̓̿m̷̢͚̖̱̲̝̦̞̉̏͑̎̊̂͘.