Deja Vu [ Lilian Ashley ]
18. Other Threats

"SO, if I want to stop all this turnaround time, I can't die."

Really complicated. I don't know when a death will come at me sooner or later. There are many factors that can make any human die suddenly. But all my deaths have been caused by an accident and not poisoning, murder, or serious illness. So, I have to be careful in any situation. Especially in traffic.

Oh yes, I forgot to say that every time I wake up, the state of the world around me has changed a little. But I don't think it's necessary to tell Kurt that because I've got both the answer and the solution to this problem. Yes, now all I have to do is defend myself and not die.

"So, you're still Ashley but you've forgotten all about life" Kurt said, retyping the keyboard with his fingers in front of the computer. "Paradox is simply time running around with continuous repetition ceaselessly by a certain factor. Unlike reincarnations who live at different times, but the time is still normal."

Oh, so.

"All right, I get it."

TRANGS!

Suddenly a stone was thrown from outside the room and broke the window glass that almost hit Kurt. We were both shocked to the point of standing up with our hearts beating faster. I also tried to calm down and ventured to pick up the stone.

"It seems like there are bad kids playing around here" I said, staring at the rock in my grasp.

While moping, Kurt immediately darted towards the window and looked at the outside area with windy facial water due to the annoyance of the stone thrower.

"Who is that?" I peeked out the window and found a girl in a high school uniform had stepped away. "It's not her, is it?"

"No" Kurt insisted. "Other people."

Iyap, there is no way a high school girl would dare to do something that is not elegant like this. Only a street thug would throw a stone at someone else's house. The people do not know the customs.

Kurt's forehead wrinkled, "We'll just go."

"Where?" I was confused because I was suddenly invited to leave. My hand was pulled by him towards the door with a fairly quick step.

Kurt just fell silent and didn't comment on my question at all until we walked out of the campus.

He said that I should go home earlier than staying outside all day. I also do not know what to do if linger outside if not in college or work, both of which are my habits from the beginning to open my eyes in this foreign world.

"Until here, if you need anything, don't forget to tell me," said Kurt, stroking my head hard and a little sore until my hair became tangled.

"Emm, Kurt," called me who was already uncomfortable with his elution. "It's not sick."

He stopped his elution with a misdeed. "Oh, sorry." Kurt turned his face away, "i guess, in this way it would make a girl happy."

"Know where?"

"I just learned it on the internet." It turns out that this guy wanted the attention of a normal Ashley (i.e., not Ashley who lost the memory of slashes myself) by finding out from the Internet. I think he lives by logic, and not by feeling, and needs to learn that by theory.

Spontaneous I laughed and smiled.

When the man had disappeared from my sight, suddenly a photo sheet fell from above and lay near my feet. My head lowered and took the photo. That's my picture, the one I'm standing in front of the apartment building like now. Who is taking pictures of me at this point?

TLING'S!

The sound of the notification broke my concern for the stalker who photographed me without permission and I opened the text message sent by Vin. Whahuh? Vin? This was the first time I got a message from him. I mean Ashley's amnesiac, not Ashley's version before the twentieth.

Inbox || Vin : How? Not going out today?

Confusion began to envelop me as I read a text message from Vincent. I pulled our chat history that had nothing to do with what this guy's message meant. Less than a minute after I read the text message, Vincent called me.

"Hello?" my bro who started the conversation awkwardly.

"Jeez, Ley. Lo where to? Waiting cave from earlier, this is already the cave lunch hour in the cafe," said Vin with a quick intonation that I can not understand the point.

"Then, what happened to your lunch hour .. elo?" I'm trying to adjust the way I talk to the guy.

"Don't you want to talk about our plan yesterday, huh?" What plan does he mean? I don't know anything about this Ashley.

Before I answer Vin's question. Suddenly, a hand appeared that snatched the photo sheet from my hand to make me reflect to look at it with surprise.

"Wah-wah." My head turned right when I heard the footsteps in shoes not far from me and the voice of a girl approaching me.

My muscles began to tighten when I saw three girls wearing fashionable suits with thick makeup like models in the mass media. I know them, they're Vin's fans who used to run me down.

"So who the hell are the same lyrics Vin, he said he did not want any more contact after we warned," said the girl who stood at the front aka my photo sniper with a stingy face.

"Who's the same phone? Don't tell Vin that" said the girl next to him.

It was also the cruel-faced girl who stood at the very back until I didn't realize that she was the only one wearing the high school uniform. He quickly sank towards me and grabbed my hair hard and mercilessly until it made my mouth moan in pain. I saw the girl holding my picture taking out a match and burning the photo, then she dropped it on the ground with an expressionless face.

Now I'm freaked out.

"Our father said, you don't run in our rules. Being told to stay away from Vin, yeah, stay away!" snapped the photo burner while stomping on my charred photo.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about" I said, and my hair grew stronger and louder. "Right ..."

My eyes glared at the sight of my fetch girl taking out the scissors from inside her sash black bag. The horror has reminded me of the girl in the high school uniform and the same one that appeared when the glass in Kurt's room was broken by someone. Is this girl doing this?

Without further ado, he cut off a little bit of my hair in the strands of the junta on the side of my poniku. A few strands of my hair had fallen on the ground and were accompanied by the black ashes of a burning photo of myself. Shock had enveloped me until my eyes began to fade in the face of the girls. I thought I would experience dreams or delusions passing by at a glance in my vision like I used to. However, I was wrong.

Slowly, everything became blurred and finally darkness filled my sight. Ah, I'm gonna faint.

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