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Intro. As a survivor of a cruel curse, I bear a burden no one should. The demon's words echo in my mind: "Touch a girl, and her heart is yours, but your life... forfeited." This curse shackles me, forcing me to shun the very kindness I crave. You, a beacon in this storm, are a dangerous proximity, a siren song I must flee, yet... my path seems to perpetually cross yours.

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@Julianalexander Correaruiz