"𝗜'𝗟𝗟 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗔𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨."-In the dark and twisted world of fame and nepotism, a chilling tale unfolds. Kyoko, a former psychopath and killer, has been reincarnated as an ordinary child named (y/n) Arima. Devoid of extraordinary talent...
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As (y/n) sat in front of the mirror, her hands trembling slightly, she opened her phone and began to search the internet for any news about Ai. The anticipation in her chest grew with each passing second, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and dread.
With a swift swipe of her finger, the search results appeared on the screen, and (y/n)'s eyes scanned the headlines. The words blurred together for a moment until one caught her attention, causing her breath to catch in her throat. "Tragic News: Beloved Actress Ai From B-Komachi Killed by Stalker Fan."
The room around her seemed to spin as (y/n) struggled to comprehend the devastating reality before her. She read the details with a heavy heart, her eyes welling up with tears that threatened to spill over. The familiar ache of loss washed over her, a haunting reminder of the fragility of life.
Her mind raced with a flurry of emotions, and she clenched her fists, feeling a mix of anger, sadness, and disbelief. Ai, the vibrant and talented actress she had admired, had fallen victim to the dark side of fame. The weight of the news bore down on her, and she found herself gasping for air, as if the very oxygen in the room had been sucked away.
"Is this...is this real?" (y/n) whispered, her voice barely audible. The words hung heavy in the air, her small hands still shaking as she clutched her phone tightly.
A voice from behind her startled her out of her daze. It was one of the crew members who had been discussing the rumor earlier. They approached cautiously, concern etched on their face. "I'm afraid it is, (y/n)-chan. The news outlets have confirmed it. It's a tragic loss for the industry and her fans."
Tears welled up in (y/n)'s eyes as she tried to make sense of the incomprehensible. Memories of their brief interactions flooded her mind, the moments of warmth and encouragement they had shared. The weight of her loss settled heavily on her shoulders, and she couldn't help but feel a profound sense of sorrow.
Through choked sobs, (y/n) managed to find her voice. "...she's gone?..." Her words trailed off into a whisper, her heart heavy with grief.
The crew member's expression softened, and they reached out a comforting hand, offering solace in the midst of tragedy. "I understand, (y/n). It's a devastating loss for all of us. She was truly remarkable. But let's remember her for the joy and inspiration she brought, and honor her memory."
