Chay007

To have the ability to see into people's past has no real appeal for the teenager this story is about, letting him only use it as amusement and to show off when he was drunk.

Never look into someone's past beyond a superficial level. 

Never try to find out more than you should. 

NEVER. EVER. LOOK. INTO. THE. FUTURE. 

But everything changed the moment he was forced to look into the future, was forced to investigate the circumstances of a murder, and was forced to make the acquaintance of the victim's twin brother('s fists).  

The more time passed, the more it appeared that the primary reason for this murder wasn't a local, but a global one. 

This single, marred corpse was the beginning of a threat that would shake the world. 

(MC loses a screw when he enters the prison.) BL, first-person view; MC is shuo (perhaps even a reversible couple); love interest falls in love first; both MC and ML are straight, mutual bending, Enemies to Lovers

Many thanks to MelBri for helping so skillfully with any kind of grammar error! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ*

Flip the Coin [BL]

"Dad, I have to see her, and he—" Henry raised his arms slightly, with me in them.

"— Is coming with me. Now." There was a command that was not to be argued against in his voice.

"Steve, go home." I said, and after he hesitated a bit, I saw him taking off.

"Come in." His dad motioned for us to step inside. It was also a small apartment, but we stepped directly into the living room after stepping in.

Two doors were across the living room, facing us, and one door opened. A lady, probably Henry's mother, stepped out; seeing Henry, she cried and wanted to go to him but was stopped by her husband.

Following her, the head of a tall, dull girl peeked out.

"Henrietta." I snorted. Getting fucking real angry. I should be relieved to see her, but I just felt set up somehow.

"Let me down." I snapped at Henry, who obliged without turning his eyes away from his sister.

38. Henrietta