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]

"YOU FUCKER!" I lunged at Henry, ready to bury him, grabbing him by the throat when I saw him look dazedly around.

"GODDAMMIT! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" I stood up and walked to the wall to bang my head against it.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? DID I JUST GET SCREWED OVER BY MYSELF?

After a good bash and a muffled, old scream from the adjoining room to shut up, I went to the bathtub and conjured up a tissue to wipe myself down, YET AGAIN.

Then I remembered that if I had conjured up towels while washing us both, they would have disappeared after use and not lain around here, smelling. This somehow irritated me to no end.

I went into a corner as far away from Henry as possible and conjured myself a few shots and two cigarettes, trying to get gay shit out of my head.

I felt so damn fucked, and that by MYSELF, which was NATURALLY better than being messed up by someone else, but STILL!!! AAAAHHH!!!

128. Fucked-up