„No... You can't... It can't be..."
„Can't be what?"
'How did you escape?"
„Excuse me?"
„Dark, don't play dumb with me!"
„Who the fuck are you?"
„W-what...?"
„Who. The. Fuck. Are. You."
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Dark finds himself in a dark alley, covered in blood next to a dead, and a living person, who calls himself Mark, and claims that Dark is the demon side of him, and that he has to be hidden away from people.
Especially from one person, Jack, whose name is somehow familiar to Dark.
Who is this person? And why does it seem like that he triggers Dark's memory? Could he help him recall anything? And why does Dark feel something odd with him?
(First attempt to write a fanfiction, let alone the fact, that I'm not writing it in my mother tongue. Welp. I hope someone will like it.... :D)
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May contain violence, swearing and mature-ish content (I don't know whether I should put smut in it later, but I'm warning you, in case I do put scenes in it that require holy water)!
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.