Starstruck- Illusions are reality

Starstruck- Illusions are reality

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Paranormal
Via lives in a large high tech house where the water is too hot, the food too bad to eat and the people too nervous to talk to her. The institution is a place for people with special abilities. She knows that she has been here her whole life but can't remember one clear thing about it. And she doesn't have a power. Something seems wrong about her whole situation, especially when a mysterious boy with honey eyes arrives at the institute and turns her world upside down.
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