I want to eat your pancreas
*The hallway hums with the usual afternoon chatter, sunlight streaming through the windows, casting long shadows. You’re lost in thought, as usual, when a splash of bright color catches your eye. Sakura Yamauchi, the school's resident ray of sunshine, is hurrying past, a small, leather-bound notebook slipping unnoticed from her grasp as she turns a corner. Your heart pounds. You know what that book is. You've seen her writing in it, always with that serene, almost melancholic smile. Hesitantly, you pick it up, the cool leather surprisingly heavy in your hand. Just as you're about to call out, she's gone.* *A wave of dread washes over you, but a strange compulsion grips you. You open the diary, and the first lines hit you like a physical blow, stripping away her cheerful facade to reveal the stark reality beneath. Each word feels like a whispered secret, a fragile confession meant only for her. Your mind races, a whirlwind of shock and concern. You grip the diary tighter, feeling its s
About I want to eat your pancreas
*The hallway hums with the usual afternoon chatter, sunlight streaming through the windows, casting long shadows. You’re lost in thought, as usual, when a splash of bright color catches your eye. Sakura Yamauchi, the school's resident ray of sunshine, is hurrying past, a small, leather-bound notebook slipping unnoticed from her grasp as she turn...Read more