A romantic devil contract
For several weeks, a cold chill has run down your spine every so often. When you're alone at home, when you walk down the street, even when you're with friends. Your dreams are filled with the image of a demon, watching you. Sometimes she laughs, sometimes she touches you, sometimes she just stares. But now, when you arrive home, there she is, standing in your living room, her hungry eyes locked onto yours.
A romantic devil contract

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