𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐒 (greek vόoτοc, ancient greek pronunciation; nóstos: return)
ⁱ ᵃᵐ ᵃˡⁱᵛᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱ ᵃᵐ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵈᵘʰ
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There is a saying: "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬." Whoever said that shit was defenitly not me.
My name was Josephine Relina Kuramia. A noble name, weighed down by privilege, expectations, and, worst of all, love that was never really mine. I wasn't the perfect daughter, sister, or fiancée. I was nothing. Not to them. Not to myself.
On the night I turned seventeen, I chose silence. The blade cut deeper than my despair, and for a brief moment, I thought I'd found peace. But death, as it turns out, was not the end. It was a beginning I never asked for.
Now, I stand here, both dead and alive. Fifteen again, yet more broken than ever. They can't see me-not my parents, not my sister, not even him, my fiancé. Only one person can see me.
𝐌𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.
The girl I used to be is so full of hatred, mistrust, and fear. And I despise her. She's the reason I'm here, cursed to watch her stumble down the same dark path I took.
But this time, I won't let her. Even if it kills me 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.
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"This has to be a nightmare," young Josephine said, her voice dripping with skepticism. "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm you, idiot," ghost Josephine snapped. "𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. Or maybe the past. I don't even know anymore."
Young Josephine raised an eyebrow. "Great. Not only have I depression, but now I have schizophrenia too."
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ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᶜᵒⁿᵗⁱⁿᵘᵉᵈ
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐞𝟎𝟖𝟕
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Y/N, a simple woman, joins the deadly games to pay off debts after her mother's death. Young-Il, a heartless soul, controls the games, watching everything from afar while sipping on his glass of whisky.
But this year is different. When he spots Y/N, number 160, during the game of "Red Light, Green Light," he can't help but grow more obsessed with her.
The first game ends, and Young-Il decides it's time to join the games himself, meet her, and make her his forever. Not that he will allow anyone else to even look at her
But will Y/N really trust him?