Being in the last year of Hight School in the Eden School, Damian realizes it's he's last chance to get close to Anya before graduation and growing apart. Regarding his status and personality, will be able to be true to his feelings and fight for th...
〜Here we are again my lovely readers Caught in the Storm ❤️
Do you have your umbrellas?☔️ Let's try to understand Damian for a while here, it will be hard, but well, I really want you guys to say what you think. What would you feel like in Damian's skin?
Hm...I would feel like Damian that's why I wrote it like this...I feel this is more real...forgiving someone, rebuilding the past with other eyes, that's way too complicated...💔 NOT impossible thought! 💕
I wrote this chapter listening to MUSE - Host. It does at a layer to the chapter so I recommend you listen to it while you're reading.
Enjoy! ❤️〜
09/03
I can't believe I'm taking a shower at her apartment. It makes me feel nervous about it...I try to do my best at showering quickly and go to the cabinet to reach for a hair dryer. I open the left drawer and it doesn't appear to be there, then open the right one. With a small force, I made to open it up a bit and the hairdryer comes towards me, bingo! But the drawer is still partially closed. I reach my right hand to grab it but trying to grasp the cable one of the mi fingernails gets stuck somehow. I pull a little harder when finally the drawer lands on the floor, I fall and land with my back against the bathroom door.
Anya: Are you okay?!?! -Still startled I do my best to answer her so she doesn't worry, I'm not hurt after all.
When I open my eyes again and look at the floor I realize the drawer was stuck because of a large envelope that was behind it. Now, this envelope is lying on the floor open. I feel bad, I'm not a snoopy person, I should avoid looking at it and leave it where it was. Hm? Why is my photo in it? A photo of when I was a kid? I can't help but grab the papers in one hand. The date in them is from 8 years prior.
"The target seems unreachable, D****D****** is avoiding all contact with A*** F*****, the operation S**** is still not progressing. Demanding a w****** and another a**** to in**** the D**** M******."
Wait...wait, wait, wait....Target? It's clearly me, in a School picture with Anya, once she forcefully made me take with her because of some sort of album she was doing, I was so happy she wanted a picture with me that I didn't even have to courage to smile at the camera, I stubbornly put the most serious face that I could...
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Target? Me? Wait...My father told me about them...I was trained to spot them...to report them...her? She was a kid, wasn't she? Wait...A...Anya is...Is Anya a...
...Spy?
I continue reading the report, most of it is censored somehow or it's written in various types of code. I do manage to understand one of them, I think it might be Caesar's shift code... I...I need to make sure, I need to understand this...
