◇Endless, But It's Fine◇

◇Endless, But It's Fine◇

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Warning: English is not my mother tongue. Peace yo. Wilder's family had a daughter named Nadzya, their last child in the family. Born and raised emotional abandonment, she struggled with existential crisis, thus she spiral back and forth into her daydream to escape the pain of reality. But what she never thought was, her daydream and imaginations of situations that never happened slowly became true. For good and for bad. On one fateful day, almost bizarre, she bumped into a guy names Myst Kjyler, who appeared to be the exact portrayal of her ideal man in her daydream. By an unexpected incident, she engaged in a weird infatuation and felt the soul connection to Myst. Although she befriended Myst for quite a while, she could not figure out Myst's mindplay. Myst on the other hand, were raider of personality-oddities for personal interests, mystery geek and enthusiastic man. Blunt, but charming, poisonous tongue, but caring, he was the epitome of contradictions of a person could be, heaven knew he fulfilled Nadzya intoxication on her ideas of ideal man. He found that Nadzya inability to stay in reality made him a slut for her reality-check. He promised to be there, to drag her to the ground, face first, to the cruel world for her to let go of her dependency to cower into her fantasy world. Her slow dependency on him prompted him to stay. But what if she starts to include him in her life, both reality and fantasy-wise? "Myst...do you think I'm precious..?" "What are you talking about? Bruh..."
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