Dex-chan lover
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You can write as much/little you want, but if you talk here you gotta contribute to the story.
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The only rule here is that we all must write a romance story that will piss Kronix off with its absurdity, unbelievability, genericness, and beta MC.
Make sure that we at least try to make the story good just to make the fact that it sucks sadder.
It seems like...
"Are you sure?" her voice echoed against falling petals.
...that time long time ago...
"Yeah I promise." I smiled out to this girl
...was no further than yesterday...
"Pinky promise?" her hand was soft, smoother than I had imagined.
...and yet...
"Yeah sure."
...I feel like...
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I'm sorry." she turned her back, her figure being grovelled over slowly by the darkness of my memories, disappearing slowly as she shrink into nothing.
And then I wake up. The alarm from my phone shrieks into my ear. I can see the sunlight licking my eyes, showering the image of my bedroom with morning light. My eyes slowly gaze over to my high school uniform.
I reach my phone and shut that alarm off.
"I'm forgetting something." I say to myself, missing something to reminisce.
You can comment but put it in a spoiler so that it can be scrolled over quickly.
The only rule here is that we all must write a romance story that will piss Kronix off with its absurdity, unbelievability, genericness, and beta MC.
Make sure that we at least try to make the story good just to make the fact that it sucks sadder.
It seems like...
"Are you sure?" her voice echoed against falling petals.
...that time long time ago...
"Yeah I promise." I smiled out to this girl
...was no further than yesterday...
"Pinky promise?" her hand was soft, smoother than I had imagined.
...and yet...
"Yeah sure."
...I feel like...
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I'm sorry." she turned her back, her figure being grovelled over slowly by the darkness of my memories, disappearing slowly as she shrink into nothing.
And then I wake up. The alarm from my phone shrieks into my ear. I can see the sunlight licking my eyes, showering the image of my bedroom with morning light. My eyes slowly gaze over to my high school uniform.
I reach my phone and shut that alarm off.
"I'm forgetting something." I say to myself, missing something to reminisce.