Alternative Title: 在dk修罗场中艰难求生
Author: half past midnight
Summary:
My name is Matsushima Haruka, and I have been growing up healthily for the past ten years.
Although his parents are dead and he has no friends except Suguru, it doesn't matter. As long as people are alive, there is hope.
But after graduating from junior high school, he gently rejected my confession, and I...I couldn't bear to fall ill for some reason.
The pain day after day makes me unbearable, and I still firmly want to live, but the sky is not what I want, and I seem to be dying
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[If you want to survive, then get close to the Son of Destiny. ]
When I was about to die, this voice saved me.
From then on, the world before my eyes changed.
I could see weird and dangerous curse spirits, a dazzling red blood bar appeared in front of my eyes, and I obtained this cruel technique called [Scale of Life].
When I entered the high school, I met the Son of Destiny. He had snow-white hair and blue eyes. He was the strongest in the world of magic. But I never expected that my junior high school crush was here.
suguru is still as gentle as ever, but I don't have time to immerse myself in that gentle land. In order to survive, I have to stay with the son of destiny.
What's more, he doesn't like me at all and has rejected me long ago.
Satoru was the same, he seemed impatient with my entanglement, but I still pressed on shamelessly.
'I would do anything to stay alive. 'Hold back the tears, I thought firmly.
But...one day I realized that something was wrong. These two people seemed to be different from what I thought!
Aren't you not interested in me?
Facing the two approaching men, I shivered.
Suguru: He is not a good choice. We are obviously meant for each other. You will forgive me for my stupidity in middle school, right?
Satoru: I don't need to pursue the matter of deceiving me. You and suguru are already in the past tense. You will choose me, right?
❝The way you're looking at me right now
makes me wonder where you want me.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s6
─ SLOW-burn, flirting, ANGST, some spice
─ frequent updates!!
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