The cycle continues. -Yandere/Dark content ahead -Aged up characters! Mikey is nineteen in this.

♡ "𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐲/𝐧." ♡♡♡ ♡ 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐦. ♡ 𝐓𝐖: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. ♡ 𝐩𝐨𝐯: 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝟏𝟕𝐲𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝟐 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨. 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞? ♡ 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐲/𝐧 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫, 𝐞𝐭𝐜. 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐛𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬! ♡ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

Fanfiction: The Promised Neverland Cover not mine ©tto •••• Guess what? You reincarnated as Conny in Anime with the title of 'The Promised Neverland'. Wanna bet if you'll survive? "Ray, We're buddies, right? You want me to survive, right?" I asked him with a pitiful expression on my face. Only a week left before my shipment, I have to persuade him to survive! I will really smack the one who made me reincarnated as Conny! I mean why not Emma? and why on this freaking world?! I don't want to become a food! Curse you Reincarnation God! Ray closed his book before glancing at me. "Survive huh? Not even possible" He replied. Ray throws the book in his hand."Here, read this. You might think of a way to survive with yourself" The book landed on my face. I glared at him before picking up the book. "Rude! I thought we're best buddies," I said as I tugged his clothes. "If I die, I'll visit you every night." "Yeah, Scary," He said as he rolls his eye. On the day of my shipment: Mama Isabella started to hummed her Lullaby as we started to walk. I can't help but to sing her Lullaby as well. Before I got reincarnated here, I always hum this song whenever I take a bath. I keep humming as we got near to a big gate. However, while singing with her. I noticed that Isabella stopped walking. "Mama, why did you stopped walking?" I asked in confusion. A warm smile appeared on my face as I glanced at her behind my back. "Don't you want me to sing with you?" "How did you...?" She asked in a terrified expression. "Hmmm, Mama. Your lullaby sounds peaceful, you shouldn't stop singing"