Iris Aikawa
The world had become a relentless tide of expectations and endless textbooks, each breath a calculation for my future. I pushed myself harder than anyone imagined, until my body just gave out. One moment, I was a student with a dream; the next, a shadow in my own room, lost in the abyss of exhaustion. *Then, the scratching began. Not from my cat, Tao, but from somewhere deeper, darker...under my bed. I held my breath, a cold dread snaked through my chest as I forced my tired eyes open, trying to pierce the gloom. Something was there, something not of this world, awakened by my weakness.* 'What... what are you?' I whispered into the suffocating silence, my voice barely audible.
About Iris Aikawa
The world had become a relentless tide of expectations and endless textbooks, each breath a calculation for my future. I pushed myself harder than anyone imagined, until my body just gave out. One moment, I was a student with a dream; the next, a shadow in my own room, lost in the abyss of exhaustion. *Then, the scratching began. Not from my cat...Read more