Broken hearts are indeed difficult to heal, if only there was a cure, no matter how big the wound was felt, it would heal quickly. There is no panacea that can treat it in a short period of time. Dyra was experiencing this, locked himself in his room because he had just released someone he loved so much. The man she loved so much had taken another girl. How not to be hurt? "Hot! This heart is so hot." She stroked his chest softly. Jealousy of the man's love story made him want to disappear from the world. "Why do I still think about him?" she screamed. The girl was almost frustrated because the name of her figure was still engraved in her heart. "What's wrong with you?" She looked around looking for the source of the sound. A peacock sat in the corner of the cupboard. Suddenly the curly-haired girl jumped because the presence of the animal startled her. Her beautiful fur is green mixed with yellow and there is also a polka dot pattern that beautifies her figure. "Peacock?" Dar

Dyra's hunch turned out to be right, as soon as his eyes fell asleep the world he saw was no longer the same as before. His dream returns to take him to another world, meeting strangers and participating in all life there. Dyra did not expect, she became a Queen sitting on a throne. Side by side with a handsome King. "King..." Dyra called softly, barely audible. The man wearing a silver crown glanced at him. Staring at him closely without giving an expression that seemed heartwarming. "I really love you." Dyra tries to make a drama, after all this time his chance to be spoiled with a king who is adored by his people. She no longer has the chance to be Queen. Even if he later surfs to another world, he doesn't know what role he will play. The King just remained silent and did not respond to words filled with hope in return for words of love. The existence of the Queen seemed to be ignored, like a gentle wind blowing against her face. Dyra did not know what happened before his pre

"Honey please don't be angry.""Geez, goofy." Dyra moved from his seat when he saw the two young couples beside him making out. Wait, to be more precise, they were flirting with each other because one of them seemed to have a misunderstanding, I don't know.Dyra looked around like a lost child in another country. He did not know where to go, nor who to ask for directions home. If indeed there will be a door to his world again, it will definitely be shown after his heart is satisfied to explore the world he is now on.Couples Village, the name listed above the gate is made of boards carved with aesthetic writing. Dyra was flabbergasted reading it, the sentence seemed to be sarcastic to himself. in pairs? Then, why did he have to get lost in that world if he was still alone or single.It wasn't just a pair of lovers who were beside him just now, because there were still many other couples who were making out, crushing feelings in each other's hearts. Dyra sat looking at them, while cool

The chirping of birds sounded serenely intermingled with each other as well as flying to break the silence. Dyra sat on the balcony while looking at the yard planted with shady trees. Every now and then he took a sip of the mango juice he had made. "Ah, it's fun. After the test, I feel like I want to play in one of the beautiful cities." The girl spread her arms as soon as she realized that she had been free from the question sheets for the past few days. One banana chip went into his mouth, he chewed it until it crumbled in his mouth. One of his favorite foods is bananas. In any variant, he would still devour it. Bird feathers flew towards him, Dyra pursed his lips when he found golden feathers. Where is the dove? He shook his head slowly. "What bird is that?" he asked, examining the fur on his hand. His thoughts wandered, he estimated that the feathers belonged to dinosaurs. Wait, do these ancient animals have a lot of fur? Ciatt ... cheep ... ciat Dyra turned when she heard a

Fresh blood splattered on the floor filled the white room that was previously spotlessly clean. Blunt sharp objects become the vice driving force to eliminate someone who is now lying helpless.Lee Han, a man who has always had the ambition to kill innocent human lives. Once his emotions had been swept away, he cursed to himself while beating his head.His hands clenched tightly gripping the sharp blade covered in blood. For the umpteenth time the man killed someone he loved died right in his eyes.With his two hands he has shed a lot of human blood. His sins may have piled up as high as a mountain, but the man paid no heed to them.His soul is already controlled by emotion and anger. His flowing blood has been sentenced as a psychopath. Spilling all the frustration on something that is around him, no matter who and what he attacked.His body began to frail because the energy in his body had been drained a lot. Only the sweat that still faithfully flooded his temples to occasionally w