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Dark Hero of Paradise

Tác giả: Gm_World
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The Wrong Dorm!!!

Isla stood under the shower, enjoying the warm water on her skin. She was playing with fire, she knew that but was it wrong for her to desire a long, warm shower?  Her skin was deprived of this warm goodness falling on her and besides, no one ever came to the bathroom around this time.  She hummed a sweet tune as she placed her head under the shower, letting the warm water flow down her freshly washed hair. Oh, how she's missed long baths.  While humming, her ears picked up sounds which made her stop. What was that?! Normally, she wouldn't have heard or bothered but her circumstances left her alert. She looked toward the door through the glass wall but the fog from her bath blurred her vision so she wiped it with her hand. And was able to see the black door open just in time. Shit! At the speed of light, Isla turned off the shower and grabbed her robe from the wall. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shitt!!! The shower's sound added and her humming didn't let her hear their voices earlier. Sticking her arms through their holes she wrapped the robe around her body right as they entered. Three boys entered the bathroom while discussing and Isla covered her mouth, she was doomed! How in the world was she supposed to leave?! What if they entered the shower?! How was she not to look through the glass walls?! One of the boys went to brush his teeth at the basin in front of the fourth stall and Isla froze when their eyes met. The glass was foggy but she knew he saw her and his next words confirmed it, "Huh? There's someone in here," he called their attention and they came to him. "What are you talking about- oh, he's right," one of the boys stated. "Why don't you come out now," he glared and Isla had no choice but to open the door and come out of the stall shyly, shocking all three of them. "What the- it's a girl?!" The second one, Xavier, exclaimed. He turned to the first one, "You don't have a hidden girl, do you, Cassien?" "Of course not," "Is she yours, Rowan?" Xavier asked the third boy who replied, "I wish," "Then whose girl is she?" Xavier turned back to her. Meanwhile, Isla stood frozen on the spot. Her eyes were on the three guys who all had their towels hanging on an invisible thread to keep it from falling. Particularly on the first one who had seen her, who was staring daggers at her head. "I-I am not anyone's girl," she stuttered out while hoping that her robe covered her well because of the way they were staring at her. Well, who wouldn't be surprised to meet the opposite gender in their bathroom?  "So, who are you, little lady? A stowaway?" Xavier, the most friendly asked.  "N-no. This is my Dorm," "What?"  "I was assigned to the Male dorm," she said and she received a variety of reactions. The third boy, Rowan, stated blankly, "What?"  The second boy burst into laughter while the first one turned and continued brushing his teeth. What would you do if you were placed in a male dorm? This story is about Isla, a young girl, excited about going to university until she arrives at her dorm where the warden tells her that she was placed in the male dorm by accident. Isla was devastated but she had no choice as all other dorms were full. Adding to her dilemma, she was told to keep her presence in the dorm hidden to protect her from the boys. How would she bathe? How would she use the toilet? How would she enter and exit the dorm? All these questions along with many others she wanted to ask but there was no one to provide the answer but herself.

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Masking it with a smile

Strong young Female lead. The story features instances of selfharm, depression and molestation. Do not proceed if you are triggered by such content. ************************************************* Depressed doesn't always mean a sad face. "How can you be depressed when you are eating right and smiling?" "Don't be such an attention seeker." "It's just a phase. " "Come on, you are just overthinking." Not only these, but there is a long list of sentences we hate. Just pure hate. ************************************************* The rapping of the ruler,  the random chit- chats of the students,the  fluttering of pages, the sound of opening and closing of lockers, halted when the sound of flesh meeting concrete ground echoed abruptly in the atmosphere and everything fell... deathly silent.  Crimson blood, flowed in trails, staining every single grain of concrete. On top of that pool, laid she, lifeless. I wonder if she was ever alive? Even after two years of that heart wrenching incident, everyone talked about it...like a 'story' worth telling. She was a story, she always was. When she was supposedly alive, she was a sad story  and after death, she became a tragic one. Some said she was going through a lot in her life, some pitied the girl, while some simply denied even seeing her around. And then there was this group of people stating, she was a COWARD!!! A girl who was too weak to handle her life that she found death more alluring than life. Humanity screamed at one corner. Emotions died.                                                            

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