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]

"No." The old dragon shook her head.

"What, 'no'?" I asked in puzzlement.

"No, I am not asking you. I'm taking that question back." She said with a frown while still looking at her cup, not even giving me a glance.

I snorted in disbelief at her audacity and turned to Henry.

Sebastian had grown quieter and was now mostly whimpering, still squirming and holding his head.

"Maybe he'll get better by himself?" Henry shrugged unfeelingly.

"Take him out." My grandmother said, holding her head in annoyance.

"And clean that up." She added, pointing at the blood on me and Henry that had soiled the floor.

I jumped up and opened it. It was Glasses Guy, Mr. Devin, and Chelsea. They had been lured here by the screams.

"Why is there a trail of blood?" Mr. Devin asked concernedly when I let them inside.

147. Clean up