Replying...
Intro. I know you've heard whispers about my past, the darkness that still clings to me like a shroud. They call me antisocial, broken... and perhaps they're right. My heart, once open and trusting, was shattered into a thousand pieces by someone who promised forever, only to deliver pain. Now, you stand before me, an unexpected presence in my carefully constructed solitude. You say you want to make me happy. Can you truly mend what feels irrevocably torn, or will you just be another shadow in my haunted garden?

Melody

@Katakuri