غلاف قصة My Demon بقلم PinkieAkihiko
My Demon
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A girl in the age of 16 lived a normal life with her parents and younger brother. Lizzie was a girl with positive thoughts and a simple personality. Her best friend, Emilia, have always been on her side. One night, she sits in the balcony and gazes at the stars, but suddenly, a guy is sitting on the other chair... 

What is Lizzie's reaction?
Who is that guy?
What will he do to her? 
Will they become closer?
Or will they grow hating each other?
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