"𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰, 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺, 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘥. 𝘸𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵"
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No sane person 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 to work at a psychiatric hospital, especially one as eerie...
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"There's an unsettling aura of unpredictability surrounding Mr. Kurokawa as if he's capable of anything given the right circumstances. It's difficult to gauge the extent of his moral compass if he even possesses one at all." —MAYA'S ROUGH NOTES ON K.I
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"Hey pretty" Mikey murmurs as Maya lays her head on his bicep
Calloused fingers brush her bangs away from her forehead and he smiles. Maya's heart fluttered at the softness in Mikey's voice, a stark contrast to the rough exterior he often projected. She shifted closer to him, enjoying the warmth of his body against hers. "Hi" she whispered in response, her voice barely above a breathy murmur
The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room as the two of them lay entwined in each other's arms. Mikey's arm tightened around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. The gesture filled Maya's heart with warmth, banishing any lingering doubts or fears that had haunted her during the night. They just had breakfast and showered. Maya didn't think this guy knew how to cook but apparently, he did. As Maya basked in the warmth of Mikey's embrace, she couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquillity wash over her. It starkly contrasted the chaos and uncertainty that had defined her life in recent weeks. With Mikey by her side, the world seemed to slow down, the troubles of yesterday fading into insignificance. It's about 9:30 in the morning. It's... Wednesday? Yes, it's Wednesday. Maya hasn't seen Izana very often recently. Through eavesdropping, she heard about some important deal going on with the Korean mafia that has him occupied. She's more than grateful for that after all. As Maya reveled in the comfort of Mikey's embrace, she found herself drifting into a state of blissful contentment. The weight of the world seemed to lift from her shoulders, replaced by a sense of peace and security that she had longed for since arriving at the beach house. "Hey, you okay?" Mikey's voice broke through her reverie, his concern evident in the furrow of his brow
