Today, for some reason, I woke up with a bad feeling.
"Why is my hand shivering?"
It wasn't just any regular bad feeling. It was one that seemed to come from deep within my bones. It made every part of me shiver, and the more time passed, the worse the sensation became.
"What's going on? Did I develop Leon's senses...?"
I waited for some sort of vision to pop up to confirm my guesses, but it never appeared.
By the time I had to leave for the Congress, the feeling had only worsened, gnawing at my insides like some sort of hookworm.
'Seriously, what in the world is going on?'
Why was I feeling this way?
To Tok—
When Leon's inevitable knock came, I hesitated before finally reaching out to open the door. The moment I did, he lowered his head, his gaze sharpening as if sensing something off about me.
"Are you okay?"
"Do I look okay?"
"...You don't. Your face looks quite pale."
"Like I thought..."
