DeRanGEd (H.S. JOKER)

DeRanGEd (H.S. JOKER)

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Call me crazy, or an idiot. Call me whatever you want, I'd still love him. Because deep down I know he doesn't just cause funerals. He doesn't just send bodies into bones spoiled of worms to extinction. He doesn't just know what's bad. I can see the good in him. I tried to bring it out... But in doing so, he only brought the worst out of me. He drove me INSANE! And he's the reason I'm Not who I am anymore. LOVE MADE ME DO IT .. ~ I love how unique this all is. I've never read a story like this x You have very good skills. I really like how you appeal to emotions while making it all suck me in with the interesting plot like. -@xXJu-EmXx . This blew me away -@-luminarystyles . Adbdksndksncnkddbbf -@choncellor
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Harry's pov: Most people enter my world with either fear or greed in their eyes. Tara? She's different. She doesn't shy away, but she doesn't try to impress me either. She watches, quiet and calculating, as if she's piecing together a puzzle no one else sees. There's a quiet confidence in the way she carries herself, not loud or showy, but steady-like she knows exactly who she is, even if she's not entirely sure of her place here. I've spent years reading people, knowing their moves before they make them. But Tara keeps me guessing. She's not naive-I can see it in her guarded glances-but there's a softness there, a vulnerability she tries to mask with calm composure. She's careful with her words, but when she speaks, she doesn't back down. It's rare to find someone who doesn't flinch under the weight of my name or the shadows I cast, but Tara holds her ground, and that intrigues me more than I'd like to admit. She doesn't belong in this world-not my world. I should leave her to find her way out, let her slip through the cracks before she gets caught in something she can't handle. But the way she looks at me, with curiosity rather than fear, makes it impossible to turn away. She's not a threat, not a challenge-at least not yet. But she's here now, and something about her makes me want to see what happens next.

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