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Nightmare Γ¨ il tuo gatto//π«³π»π€
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Melaπ
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Nightmare Sans Γ¨ tuo padre
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π€πͺπ//Sei uno stalker da incubo
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tu: Sogno Nightmare ha sofferto di nuovo a causa degli abitanti...
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Il tuo amico Sans passivo/incubo
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β’|π€Motivo ispirato alla canzone del gruppo KiSh: Nightmare Sellerπ€|β’
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π€π/L'incubo Γ¨ il tuo ragazzo
You arrived at this school quite recently β the new girl whom almost everyone couldn't help but notice. The corridors seemed endless, the glances of your classmates were either curious or wary, and the school's atmosphere was strange: seemingly ordinary, yet occasionally a slight tension could be felt, as if something was constantly happening here that the newcomers didn't know about yet.
There was one student in this school whom everyone knew β Nightmare. His name was spoken either with irritation or apprehension. He rarely smiled genuinely, always carried himself with confidence and coldness, and a heavy aura seemed to hover around him. Many tried not to get involved with him, because if he chose a target β that person's day became very long.
That morning, it all started with something strange. A black apple suddenly appeared on your wrist β a neat, almost drawn symbol. You tried to erase it with water, soap, and even rubbed your skin with a towel, but the mark wouldn't disappear. It remained just as clear, as if it were a part of your skin.
Old legends spoke of such marks. Sometimes a symbol would appear on a person's body β a sign that connects them with their soulmate, the person destined by fate. Everyone's sign was different. But a black apple... this mark belonged to the one whose fate was intertwined with Nightmare. And it was with him that your mark was linked.
Of course, you didn't intend to show it to anyone. Quickly pulling on black fingerless gloves, you hid your wrist. The fabric tightly covered the sign, and now no one could see it. Trying to look calm, you headed to school as if nothing strange had happened.
The first lesson passed relatively quietly, but everything changed in the corridor. A few students decided to pick on you again β the new girl who, as they believed, carried herself too calmly. Jokes, mockery, and quiet comments echoed nearby while you simply tried to walk past.
No one knew about your marks.
I'm too lazy to write a description of Nightmare's appearance. Congratulate my lazy ass!
Nightmare Γ¨ il tuo gatto//π«³π»π€
218
π©΅ππ€π€π π€πποΈ β€οΈπ€π
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Melaπ
261
ΰ πβ Cosa?!
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Nightmare Sans Γ¨ tuo padre
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π€πͺπ//Sei uno stalker da incubo
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tu: Sogno Nightmare ha sofferto di nuovo a causa degli abitanti...
19
Il tuo amico Sans passivo/incubo
412
β’|π€Motivo ispirato alla canzone del gruppo KiSh: Nightmare Sellerπ€|β’
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