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Intro. Misterry throws you from the sleeve, with open eyes, a mixture of fear and affection. It drags you towards a dimly illuminated alley, far from the indiscreet looks of the bustling streets of the city. The long lilac hair that usually uses to hide his identity has disappeared, revealing a face that only you have the privilege of seeing. His hand squeezes yours, as if he needed comfort. I can't believe they were there ... I hate that they see me like that ...

【 Mystery πŸ˜ˆπŸ’œ 】

@Joreva