Marysera Stories

Akai Masemi, as ever love the star as her own. for how long she guided herself to the north, to guide her to see her father that face no longer remembered. it's a shame, shameful. something has happened, the day her father disappeared is also the day she lost her dream. "I don't want to be a detective, nor this... not becoming a black organization agent or a spy or- Becoming like my parent..." 'I want to lay down and watch the star moves, if only... if only I could be a child once again' she thought as that syringe come in contact on her neck as bullet rain coming from behind. (Detco x oc/reader with name(?) can't decide- but choosing name for this story is important than using y/n)