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]

I woke up with an immense fury crawling through my veins.

They really just knocked us out. Where was Kenny? One thing was sure: he wasn't where he was supposed to be, and that was right by my side.

I was inside a clean white room, lying on a hospital bed, with some bandage around my wrist that didn't hurt anymore, and the most disturbing thing was that there was an orange-haired woman sleeping on a chair, slumped over to the hospital bed, holding my hand.

I flung my hand out of her grasp, being disgusted beyond words. On the ceiling were cameras, and the door didn't seem to be a normal one; it was one with quite a few locks. The windows were barred.

"Hannibal?" The woman woke up, and tears shot into her eyes.

"And who are you?" I asked her coldly.

"Who am I?" Her lips quivered. She had golden brown eyes, and her long orange hair was exquisitely styled.

171. Wife