srinniaa
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We used to share everything-jokes, secrets, dreams... and one sketchbook we filled together since diapers.
But after one stupid fight, she was gone.
Different friends.. or strangers. Different lives.
And the sketchbook?
Forgotten.
Until now.
When I stumble across a few old papers while cleaning my room, there's this.. notebook, I recognize the style instantly- it's her and my shared book.
But something is wrong.
The drawings are darker.
Shakier.
Filled with melting clocks, fading colors, and shadowy figures that look like they're disappearing.
It's like she's trying to say something is bothering her but can't put it into words..
When I finally confront her after her come back, everything unravels:
The reason behind the trembling hands.
The dizzy words.
The haunting art.
She's sick.
Dangerously sick.
And she had no idea.
Now I'm racing against time, not just to save her life, but to fix the friendship we both thought was already gone.
We used to share one sketchbook.
Maybe we can share one future, too.. there's hope, there has to be.
Published : 1/1/26
Ended : ???
STATUS : ongoing