*copy pasted from Gojo fic*
Okay i can't run away now.
I think all of us had atleast dreamt once about running away to a different country when big problems waved us. As if nothing matters anymore no matter what the consequences are.
And that's exactly what I did to this dead ass acc and fic
First of I would like to sincerely apologize for leaving this acc like a stranded child.
The truth is, during those times of me writing this I was dealing with severe downfall of my motivation.
After i completed my first fic, which is the fic of a local comic book i had in my country, my dad sadly passed away due to covid.
It happened while my one-shot book was still ongoing. I was planning on taking a long break.
But due to everyone's support, I forced myself to write further without addressing what I was actually dealing irl. I didn't realise that I need to take a break to deal with my mental health. It is only now that I am able to actually produce a story consistenly.
Man does it took 2 years for me to heal. But anyways.
I'm soo happy when this book passed my reader expectation. Like holy heck?? I was writing this for fun?? But sadly when I wrote this I was still dealing with some severe problems of my mental health.
The conclusion is, I'm a sed gerl
I have an account on which I uhm maybe had consistenly posted. So plis follow = RemiPerdedonsi
Kyooni, signing off. This acc will be the best thing that had ever happened in my life.
