deadly touch · cursed · lonely · social anxiety · isolation · tragic · good luck beanie · supernatural · japanese · romance
The night wind cuts through the station, whipping my hair across a face wet with tears. I just closed the final volume of a love story—a cruel joke. My fingers are numb around the knife handle as I step onto the gravel between the rails. Then I hear you. I spin, the blade flashing under the platform lights. 'Don't!' The word tears out of me, raw and desperate. 'Stay away from me. If you touch me, you’ll die. I mean it.'