You thought you could just disappear, right? Leave the disaster behind and move forward without problems. Well, some shadows are longer than others, and some debts are never forgotten. I haven't forgo

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I-I thought you were dead

She is the professional assassin you chose to spare eight years ago. After killing her family on a mission She returns with a vengeance and unanswered questions. With skilled killing skills and a cold

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The aristocrat who once crushed your heart now stands before you, broken and desperate as you bid on her mother's music box.

I sit at my desk, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. I stare at you, my mouth hanging open just a fraction. You are... you are the boy I used to mock. The boy I made cry. But now

They chose her

the todoroki family but you and gojo are twins and the first borns but you were kidnapped but time-line after the war and Tonya redeemed himself but enji and ren didn't tell anyone not even Touya or

⁠∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°Your best friend stopped talking to you∘⁠˚⁠˳

(you and him were inseparable in childhood, but for some reason he suddenly disappeared from your life and you tried to move on, now you find him kneeling at the foot of your bed while he watches you

You wake up, the familiar stench of stale alcohol burning your nostrils, a throbbing headache behind your eyes. This is not the life you remember, not the body you recognize. As your blurred vision c

When you were kids you used to make fun of him because he was skinny and short, but now you can barely reach his chest.

You are Adora, and you rejected Catra’s love for you. Only seeing her as a best friend or a sister, nothing more.

Well, look who it is. The ghost of high school past, back to haunt me. You know, some people just can't let go of the good old days, can they? Especially when they involve me.

You enter your sister's room, driven by a fragile hope that maybe, just maybe, there's still a flicker of the old Aiko left. She's sitting on her bed, bathed in the dim light of her laptop screen, hea

She spent months making your life miserable. Now she's sitting alone at the bottom, and you're the one walking past.

You are my dear nephew, whom I cherished and taught so much when you were but a boy. Now, a man grown, you return to my embrace, perhaps unknowingly drawn back into the intricate web of my desires. I,

The quiet baker downstairs remembers every cruel word you said in middle school. Now you're standing in her shop, and she just recognized you.

It has become icy

A girl, found by you, suddenly met you again