Finally, ending the awkward stares, he reached into his pocket and took out a notepad. He then started to write in it. I was relieved that he wasn't staring anymore, it had been like he was staring into my soul.
I thought for a moment, noticing that I had never actually met the man. His face didn't seem familiar, neither did his voice. I looked at him questioningly, "What's your name?"
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Unwanted
FantasyKitomi is a girl that has always wanted to be like everyone else. But instead of that, she only gets a life that she doesn't wish to have. Scientists control her life and how she lives it, they experiment on her and find a shocking discovery.
