Every felt like the whole world is a bad dream you are having that's what I am having right now...The room is locked in where Ayumi probably got killed and I will likely follow her.
The first woman I have felt. I see tiny drops falling down on the ground...Sweat, tears I don't care. A man can't cry huh....Crying is more forbidden than having apathy.....So I guess I should apathetic and should think about getting with other women like others to make myself feel better...Then by which logic I feel sad....I don't even know her. I shouldn't care about her....But
She is like a .....mother to me......WHAT? Even my own thoughts don't make sense, must be my paranoia
Mayb- No nevermind let's get out of there.....I check forward no one is th-....What the fuck JUST RUN.....
I ran away...forward away from the room...Through the hallway where a bunch of human beings are left like garbage. Unlike
DiSlOCATED- TOrN aPaRT, DeJecTED, LIKe a Toy.
Can't bear the smell getting naesous, hard to form thoughts can't breath....feeling dizzy, at most it is the smell that is unbearble...I ran from there...while holding my mouth at the thought....I don't want the horrible sight to burn inside my mind....No I don't want to form a thought....
"WOOOHHHHH" A howl erupted.....I tried to hide inside one of the rooms but my mind dejected by the idea, I had opened the window, I am at fourth floor, I felt b-
It sounded like a wolf but why is a wolf doing it...A though of the imaginary creatures werewolf entered my mind. But that is important how do I escape.... I ran through opposite of the noise...The voice is north and I ran through sout-
"WOOOOOH" Another howl intruppted me ....In the direction I turned away.....and went back to the elevator..And hopefully it's working...I riggerously and button smashed the button....
I could hear the two wolves approaching near me I can hear footsteps
Echoes in the dark.
A rhythm, erratic.
Life pulsating.
Heart pounding.
Fear dancing.
Scattered beats.
Lost in the disarray.
Each step, a question.
Where to?
Forward into the unknown.
Away from the echoes.
Footsteps sound.
Alone in the dislocated narrative.
Disjointed path.
A labyrinth of uncertainty.
The sound resonates.
Against cold, lifeless walls.
A symphony of chaos.
Footsteps sound.
Sweat and tears blend.
Blurred vision.
Reality fragments.
Dispersed emotions.
Scattered thoughts.
Footsteps sound.
*Ding* Finally the door opened but the door opened and I saw a inhuman woman stadning beside she is so curvy and volptionous and hot I couldn't but stare at her who she is ...When I felt her I got blank
She is gorgeous attractive...
She shouldn't exist
wanting to **** her and *** here right here
Non-human detected
Termin-
The world has faded away.
I felt something hard, and myself restriced, My vision is close, I tried to open my eyes
Just as confusion settled in, a nurse bustled into the room. She spoke hurriedly, explaining how their team had found me in a love hotel. This made my head ache further
The doctor, a woman in her late twenties with an air of authority, listened attentively. Her eyes betrayed a mix of concern and curiosity. "No relatives, no known connections," she muttered to herself, studying my case file. "Looks like you're on your own, kid. Poor thing"
The nurse nodded, acknowledging the doctor's assessment. "Doctor, what should we do? His background is a blank slate. He is terrible"
The doctor, in a believable yet commanding manner, turned to the nurse. "Prepare the necessary paperwork for admission. We'll need to keep a close eye on him. It seems he's walked into something far more complex than a simple hospital stay. "
"Do I get a...say in this" I asked...To be fair It's true that I lived on my own...I feel so natural that it's not that big deal
"Ara~ Do you not want to pampered by me. You don't have to be shy, I will gladly take you in. I will fill you with you with nutrients and will help you grow up as teenage boy " She said while patting me..Her hand is nice
"Pat me more" I whispered...I wish to forget that dream
"No clear wounds no a single trace of wound...Hey kid do you remember anything " She asked me
"No clear wounds, not a single trace of injury," she mused, her eyes studying me. "Hey, kid, do you remember anything?" The question hung in the air, prompting me to recount the supernatural encounters that had haunted my recent memories. I tried my best explain to her in humane words as my best
As I spilled the bizarre tale, she listened attentively, her expression shifting between disbelief and intrigue. "You would make an excellent fantasy writer," she remarked, her tone suggesting a hint of amusement. The irony of the statement – my life had become a blend of reality and fantasy.
Her motherly hand continued its comforting gesture as she assured me of my safety. "Since you're not in custody, I'm glad to have a young man like you under my care," she declared, her demeanor switching to a more formal yet warm tone.
She is my mother huh. I don't have much fond memories with family and that is main reason why I wished to do with a girl. Main reason
Touko Kurogane, the doctor with a motherly touch, had adopted me. She presented the adoption papers with a reassuring smile, making it official that this hospital room was now my haven.
Every day, she would bring in a spread of delicious and nutritious food, a feast to nurse both body and soul. Her caring gestures extended beyond meals; she would occasionally caress my head and engage in conversations, slowly unraveling the layers of my past. I liked it when she pats me.
One day, in a cozy moment, she decided to share more about herself. Such as her first name "Call me Touko," she said, revealing her last name first and leaving her first name for later. I don't find the point in it
"Touko Kurogane," she declared, a name that echoed with a sense of strength and mystery. As she spoke, I found comfort in her presence, the hospital room transformed into a cocoon of safety.
In a more serious tone, Touko pointed out something she observed during our conversations. "Your reasoning and logic are well-developed, Haruto, but there's a certain flaw in your approach to relationships. Your words often miss the mark, and you are bad at expressing yourself propely" she explained.
She emphasized the importance of having a proper guardian, someone to guide and mold those social intricacies. The notion sank in, and I couldn't help but wonder what happened in my case
"Are you close to me?" I asked, a spark of hope in my eyes.
Touko nodded, her expression warm. "Yes, Haruto. I am."
A wave of happiness surged through me. In a voice that resonated with innocence and a touch of genuine excitement, I expressed my desire. "I want to be close to a girl, too. Like, really close."
"Haruto" She said pulling my ear. "That is what I am talking about...It may sound perverted" She pointed it out
Did it really sounded that way. I liked the way to be treated by her