Why is it that I feel someone was watching me?
What do they want? Friends? No, it couldn't be. They seemed to enjoy it.
Not in a physical or harsh way.
How come they didn't hurt me?
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In nursery days, Rhea's little eyes were drawn at the restroom's door. She seemed to see something as if someone has entered it.
Due to her curiosity, she followed and went to the restroom.
The teacher was busy droning in front of the classroom, didn't seem to have noticed her.
And when she has arrived inside-it was an eerie silence resonated throughout the room. Until. . .
She felt the urge to answer the nature call. After that, she heard something about the boy's district. The restroom was divided into two sections. One for the boy and one for the girls.
"Hello?" She called out softly.
Silence.
No one was there.
She peeked inside to see there is no one around. She frowned, thinking if she has been mistaken something. She thought there was a boy in there.
She decided to leave and opened the door with her little hands.
When turning the doorknob...
Click.
It was locked.
What the hell?
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『fragments of memories』
Historia Corta❝ scribbling some fragments of Rhea's memories. ❞ a story of a girl who wants to escape the clutches of reality Trigger warning: this chapter contains self-harm/suicide and might trigger you. Please read with caution and don't hesitate to contact p...
