Photographic Memory

Photographic Memory

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A transfer student comes to the once peaceful Akuma Highschool, the students have grown a distaste and an overwhelming feeling of love towards her, she actively gets herself into scandals and sent to the principals office every time and walks out with no consequence to her record nor her reputation, will her sudden stroke of luck end in the school fieldtrip? This story is inspired by Junji Ito and his story "Tomie", also inspired by Girl from Nowhere a netflix show that shares themes and concepts with Tomie with it's own premise and characters. This story was created with the intention of solely being a school project and not a serious published worked made to profit. TW// Teenage pregnancy, body horror, mentions of blood, gore.
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As Preye walked down the hall, she felt the stares of her classmates, like a heavy weight pressing down on her. She felt trapped under their gaze, unable to escape the scrutiny of their eyes. She couldn't understand the reason for their stares, couldn't fathom what they were thinking, and that uncertainty made her even more anxious. Preye stood there, frozen in uncertainty, when suddenly she felt a warm embrace from behind. A familiar voice whispered in her ear, 'Is he really gone?' The voice breaking with grief and anguish. ********* Love. Pain. Laughter. Sorrow Ani, an exuberant guy, whose outward deamenor brightening the life of others is trapped in his inner turmoil. He was a beacon of light in the darkness, but the flame within him flickered and dimmed. His words a salve for broken souls, yet his own heart remained a tangle of shadows. The world clamors for his attention, yet he is a stranger in his own life, an outcast in his own mind, a solitary figure, adrift in a sea of noise. Could this be a curse from above, a divine decree? Or the fruit of his own misdeeds, the wages of his sins.

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