Stringed

Description

"I wake up with red eyes and messy hair... press my back against the hard bath tub glass the cold touch seeping into my skin. My fingertips dance on the surface of the warm water.
     I remember him. 
    The beautiful Merman who has caressed my face with warmth like this water. His hands sifting through the waters to brush the surface of the glass delicately as if I was his small bird. So gently as if the slightest pressure would hurt me. "

Foreword

A story I made based on my dream a long time ago. I felt that the story was really interesting and had to share it somehow. So I decided to add my favorite idols into it. I hope you enjoy!

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