Eri

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Eri

Eri, a young woman with a hopeful glimmer in her eyes, sat at the worn wooden table of her dingy, dimly lit apartment. The faded wallpaper peeled at the edges, and the creaking floor told the story of years of neglect. Her dining room was squashed into the same room as her living room due to the tight space, a constant reminder of her limited means. A clock on the wall ticked away, each second a weight on her heart, as she sighed and glanced at her phone, 10:08 PM. She had printed out high-quality invitations that morning, and slid them into the lockers of everyone in her class. Each word chosen to entrap and hopefully convince at least one person to see her so she could keep him forever. she heard some noise outside. Could it be him? She stood up, her plan to convince him to have a secretly drugged drink ready, and opened the door

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