Is life after death possible? Most likely. After all, I remember my previous life and now, not just one. So yes, I confidently declare that one can live forever - the main thing is not to forget.
The annoying ringing of the alarm clock rattles his ears, causing his eyelids to flutter open and let out an exasperated groan. His hand turns off the alarm clock on the phone and at the same time looks at the time: 7 am. August 27th... Oh, it's his birthday today, isn't it? He'd forgotten it himself. He hopes that everyone forgot, but one girl hugs him right at the exit of school...
The way I love you is insane. Pyatifanov Roma. Everything is so sullen in you. But it's just a candy wrapper. Inside you are kind, vulnerable, with your worries, feelings and conflicts. You are like an abandoned child, deprived of love, who has now released thorns and does not let anyone near you. You hid behind the image of a cruel bully. But you don't have to hide anymore.
His hyung pulls back, all perfect, the same as before except for the slightly reddened lips, when like Tang Bo it takes a few minutes to just make himself look godly. His hyung smiles at him, it's sweet, it's adorable, it's sad. His hyung steps away from him toward the exit of this vacant nook between stone houses, and says:
"Just pretend like it never happened, okay?" and his hyung dares him to ask that, laughing an equally adorable laugh, going somewhere further away while Tang Bo gasps.
In the shadow of the old garden, where time dragged slowly, a single raspberry bush grew. Its branches, like lost threads of time, stretched towards the sky, losing themselves in the boundless blue. It seemed that in every leaf there was an echo of the past, like unspoken words frozen in eternity.
Friendship doesn't end because of circumstances; there is always a way to maintain it, even if you are a thousand kilometers away from each other. Distance is a terrible part of our life. Some people simply accept it, but Yoongi is not one of those “some”.
She is a leukemia sufferer who accidentally falls in with the Volturi clan as dessert. But her blood is poison to vampires, so everyone decides to kill the girl. Aro Volturi realises that she will occupy a special place in his life, and leaves her alive at his own risk.
After their deaths, Hiro and Zero Two are reborn and compared to their past lives, their characters are drastically different. He is now more unemotional, calm, cold-blooded and calculating, like the same Ayanokoji Kiyotaka. In turn Zero Two is now more outgoing and cheerful. What adventures will await them this time and how will their lives pan out now?
There's a blank canvas in front of her. Nearby are paints, brushes. She sits looking at the absence of her work. There is another brush in her hand. It hangs in the air, not touching the linen. Thoughts rush through her mind, she wishes she could strangle them. Strangle herself. Why can't she just stop thinking? A certain figure appears nearby, whispering.
"You have to get better."
"Not good enough."
The girl kicks her foot on the stool where the paints and brushes are. It hurts. She hits
Darkness. Cold. Nothing but darkness. I wake up, but not on a soft bed in my room. My body feels a strange cold that penetrates into the very depths of my bones. I couldn't see my own body, but I knew it was there. It was the beginning of a nightmare.
Hello! I came to Fic.Fan from Ficbook and I will be very happy to meet English-speaking readers! I'm a Russian writer, but I want to be the first fanfic in my favorite fan house on my favorite pairing! I hope I give you positive emotions after reading! Happy reading!
