SECRETS. Too many secrets!

Naiah is a girl who grew up with hardly any guidance from her parents. She, however, grew up fine. Really fine! She had been traveling for so many years and finally settled in a place she wants to call home. 

Naiah went into a school, called Code University, where she meets or better say, someone, introduced her, to an odd male cousin. From then on she meets many vibrant people along the way. She felt out of place upon meeting these people, they all seemed much too familiar with each other. That's when she learned, they all had a secret that can shatter you down the core. 

Those secrets, how deep did they go? How sharp can those secrets be? Time goes by and everything begins to become unleashed from their secretive tight grip. 

No one knows what will be the consequences once they are exposed. How deep will their scars be? 

Secrets! A simple word that can make your life a living hell. A sharp word that can hurt you more than you could ever think. A dangerous word that will be your greatest enemy. 


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Code A: You're my Mission

"Sin? Kanner?" I asked in disbelief. They are both blindfolded, arms tied up at their back. They are also kneeling at the ground. What's even confusing is, they don't have any bruises or wounds. Their clothes are clean as if nothing has happened to them. 


I looked up to see Quenda, smiling innocently. 


"What did you do? Why are you doing this?" instead of stating my observation, I asked her. She then laughs out of nowhere that caused me to furrowed my brows. 


"What?" she asked, still laughing her ass out. I looked at D who held my bandaged hand. 


"Stay here" confused as to where and what will he do, I nodded my head. I focused my attention on Quenda who's still laughing. What's even funny?! 


"Uhm, let's say, it's for fun?" I clicked my tongue at what I heard. Fun? This kind of situation is fun for her?! Unbelievable! 


"This is absurd!" I exclaimed. She stared at me and slowly, the side of her lips, lifted for a smirk. 


YMM#21: You need to kill her