Star Section

Star Section

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"Star section is the best." They say, I thought it was. But one day, It was not. ~Fight as you can, Run as you can, hide as you can because the killer is always there..specially when no one can see him/her~ I am Shine Liel Shon, The girl who wants to be successful in her life. The girl who loves teaching her, They say it was my fault because when I came, it all started.
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