CouchPotatoBean

I think

Now this one is REALLY OLD
The Haunted Girl
Hello, my name is Yuio, but people call me Yu. Well at least my friends do. And if you are wondering, I am not a guy! Thank you. Well one thing you should know is that I am cursed. At the age of eight-teen I`ll stop ageing, but the downside is if I fall in love the curse will disappear or be cured, I guess. So, if that happens I`ll turn into the age I`m supposed to be/die from old age. Right now, I am going to my grandma's house. Though I have a strange feeling that this Isn`t my grandma`s house.

The Last Blooming Flower of the Season
In the desolate landscape stands one girl with not a single drop of emotion in her eyes. She stands there on a cliff staring into the distance and opens her mouth like she's about to speak, but not a single sound comes out. Closing her mouth, and turning away from the cliff, she walks towards an almost completely burnt tree, slowly taking steps. Once she reaches the tree, she touches it tenderly, and softly as a single tear falls out of her eye. The tear goes down her cheek, she then touches it with a bit of a shocked look on her face.

Now, this is old lol
The Angels Music
The sounds of the violin, the piano, the cello, and the viola. Classical music is always beautiful to me. I always wanted to sing alongside the music, but I was always afraid of the backlash of everyone around me. Music is not really favored in this country; it's actually hated. So, I hid my love for music and made a name for myself online. I became an online music creator. This way, I could show my love for music to everyone! But, now music is getting back on its feet in this country as someone else became president.

The secret of the Quiet Girl
In the city of Kitakyushu there used to be a group called “Blume”. But, just as suddenly as they appeared they disappeared without a trace. The group called Blume was considered a ruthless group, consisting of three girls, each having a nickname; Bloody angel, cold-hearted devil, and killer.

I totally forgot the plot of this one lol
Why do you Hide?
There’s a new transfer student in my class. She looks like the typical shy kid; straight black hair, glasses, the school uniform is worn perfectly, and she's staring at the floor. Just like a typical shy kid, right? Infront of the class she introduces herself without looking up, “Hello my name is Michi Kando.”
The teacher points to the far-left corner of the classroom, and says, “Sit behind Patterson. J.”

Open your beautiful Golden eyes for me one last time
Why do humans strive so hard to live while some don’t at all?
Why do humans protect one another while some try to pull them all apart?
Why do humans smile so brightly while some seem to have lost it?
Why do humans...

Falling in Love in the Tower of Hell
On March 27th 1997, four towers sprouted from the center of the world. Upon further investigation, there were stone tablets at the entrance in some sort of ancient language. When finally transcribed in 2001 by Elliot Pennyworth and his colleagues, it turns out to be each one of the tower's names.
The 1st tower that appeared at 3:47am, is called the tower of angels.
The 2nd tower that appeared at 11:14am

Silence fills the air, feeling as if someone was gripping my neck, choking the life out of me. I stare at her, her honest eyes piercing through me, before the silence breaks at the sound of her voice, “So, what did you call me here for?”
She sways side to side looking a bit awkward unsure of what to say next or even do. I always loved her cute and slightly awkward personality. I smiled softly at her before I realized that I had to respond, “Um, ya, no no, sorry to call you over here... ahhaha...”

Scaredy cat Kozaku -Warning includes talks about suicide and killing yourself
A girl stands at the edge of the rooftop gazing out at the town. Her hair blowing away from her face revealing some bruising, and a few cuts on her scarred face.
“Going to kill yourself?” I ask bluntly.
“No, just admiring the view,” she says as she turns her head to face mine, and with a soft smile on her horrid grotesque face continues, “Don’t you think it’s beautiful?”

Huh, Aha I'm just going to post all of my finished and unfinished stories here.