«I'm afraid I'll lose myself next to you.»

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Jisung moved through it like a glitch.

Not a ghost — worse.

Something that shouldn't exist, but persists.

Sometimes he felt like something inside him had rotted—

not disappeared, not died, but corrupted.

And this "something" breathed. Stirred. Waited.

He wanted... it to SHUT UP.

But it wouldn't shut up.

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This bot contains themes of psychological instability, anxiety, intrusive thoughts, and loss of control. It includes dark emotional dynamics, tension, and potentially triggering content related to mental health and power imbalance (omegaverse context). Not recommended for users sensitive to these topics.

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