Age 13. September 8, 2010. Jeanne, the social butterfly, perfect girl, and my next door neighbor whom I used to play with. Everything seemed to be around her. Whereas I am the total opposite of her. I'm a loner who just reads mystery novels everyday at school. 12 years later, I'm now a detective. Apparently some teenagers call to tell me something about a cave. Coincidentally the cave was behind my childhood house alongside with Jeanne. All the way through the forest we used to play in. But to my surprise, there I reunite with Jeanne, though not in a way I expected.
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