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]

FUCK GODDAMN IT, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!

I caught Henry when he fell into my arms, while still terrorized as hell by what I had seen.

SOMEONE ALSO CATCH ME CAUSE I WANNA GO UNCONSCIOUS RIGHT NOW!

To be stared at, through the split perception I had of the shadow and its surroundings—which is the way my visions usually play out—by this huuuge thing was enough to let me be thankful for having an empty bladder.

Especially when it felt like that thing had been staring at me and not at the shadow. Fuck! This disgusting eye; fuck, fuck, fuck.

Amidst the agony left behind by that thing's gaze, I pulled Henry up and saw him standing in a daze.

"Was... was that the shadow? Is it… is it inside him now?" Baggy Jeans stammered, and I turned to him.

"Yeah. Go to my grandma's room now and hide there until we come get you." When I saw him leave, I stepped in front of Henry and looked at his dazed eyes.

146. Our little ritual