A sharp, pointed gaze, like a dart flying toward its target, fixed on me.
The hostility, the twisted animosity—it was vivid beyond all measure.
“Ah.”
My hands, arms, legs—my whole body began to tremble.
The fear I usually kept sealed away overflowed beyond my control.
Because you were somewhere you never should have been.
You are my trauma.
You’re the one who put me through all manner of horrors, the very embodiment of my fear.
You’re the person who inflicted deep wounds on me and affected me profoundly.
Just having you in front of me makes me shrink and grow weak...
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