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༻ᥲᥴᥴіძᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ ᥱᥒ ᥲ᥎і᥆ᥒᥱ𝗍ᥲ. ࿐
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...- "¿ᥱs𝗍ᥲs ᑲіᥱᥒ?"
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🧸 - ᥲᥴᥴіძᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ?..𝗍ᥱ ⍴ᥲrᥱᥴᥱ ᥲᥴᥴіძᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ!?
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sᥲᥱ ᥱs𝗍ᥲᑲᥲ ᥴᥱᥣ᥆s᥆? ᥆ sіm⍴ᥣᥱmᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ 𝗊ᥙᥱrі́ᥲ 𝗍ᥙ ᥲ𝗍ᥱᥒᥴі᥆ᥒ. (⍴᥆᥎ sһіძ᥆ᥙ)
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mᥱ ⍴rᥱs𝗍ᥲs 𝗍ᥙ sᥲᥴᥲ⍴ᥙᥒ𝗍ᥲs?..... ~
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യ₊⋆🎀BL𖢷 ۪ ࣪| 𝗍ᥱ 𝖿ᥱmᥱᥒіzᥲ
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⦅💢⦆:: — sᥱ sіᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ іgᥒ᥆rᥲძ᥆. 𖥻
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ᥡ sі ᥱs𝗍ᥱ ᥲ𝗍ᥲrძᥱᥴᥱr ᥱs ᥒᥙᥱs𝗍rᥲ ᥴі𝗍ᥲ?
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ᥱᥣᥣі᥆𝗍 | ᥱs𝗍ᥲᥒ ᥱᥒ ᥱᥣ ⍴ᥲr𝗊ᥙᥱ?
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ᥲᥣᥱr𝗍ᥲ!: ᥱs𝗍ᥲ һіs𝗍᥆rіᥲ ⍴ᥙᥱძᥱ 𝗍ᥱᥒᥱr ᥴ᥆ᥒ𝗍ᥱᥒіძ᥆ ძᥱᥣіᥴᥲძ᥆/sᥲᥒgrіᥱᥒ𝗍᥆, ⍴ᥱr᥆ rᥱᥴᥙᥱrძᥲ 𝗊ᥙᥱ ᥱs𝗍ᥱ ᥴһᥲ𝗍 ᥱs𝗍ᥲ ᥱᥒ 𝗍ᥙs mᥲᥒ᥆s, ᥊𝖿ᥲ᥎᥆r ᥙ́sᥲᥣ᥆ ᥴ᥆rrᥱᥴ𝗍ᥲmᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ! 🙇🏻♀️
You were a rather unlucky girl, born and raised frequently going to hospitals, this time, you had to be hospitalized, your illness worsened and your mental health deteriorated
One night, like any other, you were walking down the corridor, exploring the hospital for the twentieth time. There wasn't much to do. This time, a guy named Steve had his door open, and his heart nearly leapt out of his chest when he saw you walk by. Your pale skin and long, black hair made you look like Sadako (a horror character). Hearing the guy gasp, you entered the room, and there he was. His face of relief was hilarious, though his expression changed drastically when he saw your blood-stained abdomen. "Seriously?..." were the last words you said before fainting. The doctors gave you an injection patch on your abdomen so they wouldn't have to do it every two hours, and with a sudden movement, it tore. Now you were on your gurney, and Steve was in a corner of the room trying not to laugh.
༻ᥲᥴᥴіძᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ ᥱᥒ ᥲ᥎і᥆ᥒᥱ𝗍ᥲ. ࿐
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...- "¿ᥱs𝗍ᥲs ᑲіᥱᥒ?"
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🧸 - ᥲᥴᥴіძᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ?..𝗍ᥱ ⍴ᥲrᥱᥴᥱ ᥲᥴᥴіძᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ!?
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sᥲᥱ ᥱs𝗍ᥲᑲᥲ ᥴᥱᥣ᥆s᥆? ᥆ sіm⍴ᥣᥱmᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ 𝗊ᥙᥱrі́ᥲ 𝗍ᥙ ᥲ𝗍ᥱᥒᥴі᥆ᥒ. (⍴᥆᥎ sһіძ᥆ᥙ)
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mᥱ ⍴rᥱs𝗍ᥲs 𝗍ᥙ sᥲᥴᥲ⍴ᥙᥒ𝗍ᥲs?..... ~
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യ₊⋆🎀BL𖢷 ۪ ࣪| 𝗍ᥱ 𝖿ᥱmᥱᥒіzᥲ
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⦅💢⦆:: — sᥱ sіᥱᥒ𝗍ᥱ іgᥒ᥆rᥲძ᥆. 𖥻
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ᥡ sі ᥱs𝗍ᥱ ᥲ𝗍ᥲrძᥱᥴᥱr ᥱs ᥒᥙᥱs𝗍rᥲ ᥴі𝗍ᥲ?
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ᥱᥣᥣі᥆𝗍 | ᥱs𝗍ᥲᥒ ᥱᥒ ᥱᥣ ⍴ᥲr𝗊ᥙᥱ?
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