I thought at the time, it was good for me to get fresh air and try a new pathway to enjoy. but to be out late and no signal for away out, I felt helpless. I was "lucky" to have help. but dumb movie cliche, my summer wasn't the same. All because of... My dear hatchet man. who loving called me his doe-eyes.

please read chap 10 of my doe-eyes gem reader x Alan. if not. to sum it shortly, I still want to give more content but ...due to reasons I'm limited what can make out of it. but I'm a writer of my word and I'll (try) to deliver my god damn contents for my good readers!!!