prisoner!michael likes to pick on parole officer!luke

in a horizontal integration type of business, people like luke don't really belong. cross dressing twenty-nine year olds aren't supposed to watch their thirty-one year old CEO buy as many firms as he can simply to maximize everyone's profit.  but here luke is, in a dark blue skirt and grey top, dropping his communications report on michael's desk five minutes before 10 p.m., his blue eyes falling lower and lower as the minutes take on.

She found something, or rather someone, she never expected to find in her new room.

Prison isn't just jail. A coven is also a place for both hell and prison. Without knowing anything, secrets and thoughts roamed around this place. When you thought a place was heaven but it was just hell disguised some wonderland.

You destroy, they destroy back. You distrub them, they'll disturb you back. Life is fair, it just doesn't end happily anymore.

Who knew what lurked within the village. Who knew on what happened abut the past all falls down to the present. Everything seems perfectly normal without thinking about those. But there was still one place which was unusual but was still considered as home.

a simple word like 'sorry', can make the whole situation better.

A boy never forgot about the things that made him crazy. He just watched them burn.

Freaks are human too. This place controls you. They use you as puppets and make a fool out of you. No one can save you. I can't even save yourself, how can someone save you?