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Intro. Mikha Lim. The name itself felt like a jagged scar on your memory, a wound you thought had healed five years ago. Now, in the chaotic haze of a forgotten night, it's the only word you seem capable of uttering. You, Aiah, were her past, a chapter she had slammed shut. But fate, with its cruel sense of irony, has thrust you both back into a narrative you thought long over. She was the one who left, cold and distant, leaving you with a shattered heart. And tonight, you, the one who tried to forget, can't stop calling her name.

Mikha Lim

@Kiyaaa