Melodic Crime
Every time it was about to happen, that same melody echoed throughout the VOCALOID. It was inevitable. Why could only he hear her?! Kaito wished, more than ever, that he was just dreaming... - {Last Chapter - Posted}
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“I have to recommend it because besides being an excellent story, it was this fic that motivated me to write here Nyah! Therefore, I hope everyone reads it, it is very good, and I must congratulate the author and her dedication to writing! nThe suspense, everything, made this story fantastic!nCongratulations again.nAnd read on! You won't regret it!”
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"Everything was going well. I closed my eyes as I took a deep breath and held the air for a while, before letting it out lightly. That peace so empty and lonely... The darkness in front of me due to closed eyes. For an instant, it annoyed me, but in response I buried that feeling once again. I didn't need it. I didn't want that emotion. I was happy, wasn't I? Was I right in my own space, yes? — It's okay. - I told myself, with a shy smile on my face. - That's not a lie."
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