A person who has multiple mood-swings left and right. A person, on the outside, who appears to be well-kept and calm, however their thoughts and online-personality prove difference. A person who could be claimed as a sort of introvert, yet the next...
A/N This chapter is when my cryptic lore really starts progressing for once so <3 Enjoy 😘
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Keywords
"___" - Someone talking
'___' Someone's thoughts
"___" Telepathically communicating
[ F/F ] = Favorite food
[ F/C ] = Favorite color
[ F/A ] = Favorite animal
'Example text.' = ???
[ U/N ] = Username
[ H/C ] = Hair colour
[ S/N ] = Ship name
<more will be added soon>
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[ Y/N ] never enjoyed being cold. Not physically but mainly internally instead. It always was a feeling or an emotion they hated deeply and never even knew why. It was a feeling that constantly surrounded them no matter how hard they tried to get rid of it. Why did they have to dislike it so much without even understanding why to begin with?
Oh, maybe because they forgot why, hm? What a shame.
They've decided to, instead of indulging in their daily isolation inside their room alone and to do dissociative habits that make them experience a whole mental breakdown with their thoughts before going on to play some random game— that was oddly specific.
But to stop that weird inducing cycle, they pulled out their phone and did the next option which was to bother someone else. Saiki would be that unlucky person as Sunday had arrived again.
You just kind of wished your hands would stop trembling as your breath became more shaky or even scared.
