inkmist
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The real fairytales don't die in school-they rot in silence, fester in secrets and bleed in basements with no names.
Now that they've graduated, the monsters wear suits.
The blood is real.
And love?
Love became the lie that saved them once...
...and might destroy them next.
Once, it was a fairytale...
Now, it's war.