(Under Revision)

Hating people and making them hate me is what I do. It doesn't matter if I did it intentionally or not. For years, I have been living my life giving disappointment, hatred, and putting those people's lives in danger. I don't care because that's how they made me feel. But why am I conscious of what you think about me? Why do I feel the need to obey, respect and make you think that I am a good person? What power do you think you hold? And who do you think you are? Eventually, feelings grew, mine became love that I want to keep for eternity. We both tried our best to fight for the love that we think we deserve. We both promised ourselves to conquer the waves and climb mountains to reach the hands of the person that we love. We strive hard to protect the string, and to not let anyone or anything cut them. We were so desperate that we forgot it wasn't just the string that connects us. It was also our love, our souls and our fate. Our love was so deep that if one tries to touch it, they drown. Our souls were so intertwined that we became one till death. And our fate was cursed... that we ended like this... Did fate really play with us? Or it just puts us in a place where no one could drown in our love and to break the curse? Status: Completed. Date Started: July 23, 2022 Date Completed: September 8, 2023 Skyyryu

[This is a GL story] Started writing on November, 2014 Story completed on April, 2016 ** Haphephobia is an intense and often irrational fear of being touched or of coming into physical contact with other people, regardless of who that other person may be. "I want to touch you...but I can't." Fear-how long does it take to surpass your fear? How much strength do you need to have in order to be free in your own chain? "I'll help you. Don't worry." It takes one strong promise. A promise she will never break, a promise that can possibly lead them into a trial and error situation.

Give me at least a glance... so I can wait a little longer.