Class IV-A:THE CURSED ONES.(ON GOING)
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PROLOGUE:
It was all their fault!
It was their mistake!
Not ours,But why are we paying for it?
The curse is unstoppable ,so we must be aware.
Either we'll choose from,no other than Death.
Like the other students who died, not doing anything about the curse that had befall on them.
No,I wont let that happen!
I COULD ALWAYS FIND A WAY TO MAKE THIS TRAGEDY END!I WISH THAT I COULD DO IT!I'LL SACRIFICE WHAT I NEED TO SACRIFICE JUST TO SAVE MY FRIENDS!
Even if it caused my existence in this unfair world.
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