On Sunday September 9th at 2:00AM JST, a lonely boy leaped 150 feet and smashed into the ground. This is not his story.
Once upon a time, in a forgotten village, there lived a man named Shen. With a sparkle in his eyes and a heart full of love, Shen was different. However, instead of trying to understand him, the villagers grew distant. They ostracized him, and mocked him. With each passing day, Shen's heart grew ...
It's dark, and it's hard to see. Has it always been like that here? I feel like it used to be nicer. No one says anything about it, so it must be normal. Putting my glasses on every morning feels like a waste of time.
Day after day people live their lives, some live in ignorance while others love the chaos that stems from life, no matter who you are in one aspect or another you live, so what happens when you choose to cut all that off, when life screwed you over so severely your afraid to move forward, well yo...
Momoka can't help but want to break the cycle of hospital visits that make up her life as she seeks an answer to escape.
December 24th. The snow had taken the shape of the roofs it had fallen over. The weather was chilly but my living room was warm, thanks to the heater. "Sorry." Just one word sent from his LINE account. It could mean a lot of things.
Hikaru's eyes weren't like the stars in the sky; they were like the stars of memories in his heart. In the City of Infinity, when the gates began to close, an unexpected task fell upon Hikaru and his companions. Guided by the stars, they set out to unravel the secrets that awaited them. However, ...
One lone sailor battles through a storm fraught with despair. Confronted by colossal waves determined to engulf him, it's his inner courage and connection with the sea that offer a glimmer of survival. As time passes, the daunting tempest unveils the sailor's innermost secrets, sparking a unique ...
According to the world, I was a hero. The eyes that met mine were filled with gratitude, like stars in the night sky, their brilliance reaching deep into the recesses of our souls. But with every act of kindness, a piece of me slipped away, like sand through an hourglass. It was a destiny etched ...