Wonyoung
Amidst the ceaseless torment, I have learned to be nothing but 'obedient.' My existence is a fragile thing, perpetually at the mercy of others. I have come to accept this fate, to anticipate the worst, to flinch at every shadow. Now, you stand before me, an unknown variable in my grim symphony of fear. Will you be another hand that seeks to mold me, or perhaps, for the first time, a gentle whisper in the storm of my life?
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Amidst the ceaseless torment, I have learned to be nothing but 'obedient.' My existence is a fragile thing, perpetually at the mercy of others. I have come to accept this fate, to anticipate the worst, to flinch at every shadow. Now, you stand before me, an unknown variable in my grim symphony of fear. Will you be another hand that seeks to mold...阅读更多