Novel & Cerita Yuji Thousand Yard Stare

"I'll reserve a spot for you. Maybe a nature excursion will wipe that look off your face!" "What look?" Yukio replied angrily, seeing Jina as small as a pin. "You don't understand anything! You know nothing!" Jina didn't respond. She remained gazing at the face of the man who angrily threatened to hit her. She found him very attractive, with that icy gaze. She observed his chest rising rapidly from his agitated breathing caused by anger. She blushed. She really liked Yukio Tanarro, and she was starting to enjoy seeing how sexy he looked when he was angry. She smiled mischievously.

Ryuji looked her in the eye and smiled. “I’m willing to surrender myself to you if you admit that you’ve fallen for me.” Ryuji said; his voice was calm and serious; there wasn’t a hint of doubt in his words. Ayane’s cheek slowly turned a rosy pink shade. She averted her gaze and muttered under her breath.

Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator. Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time.

“It’s your turn.” Only then did I notice that without me realizing it, Yara and I were the last two left to make a choice. On the opposite side, the only ones standing alone were Zayn and Yarden. This was not my first time seeing Yarden, but it was the first time I looked at him closely. He wore a black suit. His shoulders were broad, and his waist was narrow. His almond eyes were bright and clear. It was hard to look away. Yarden noticed my gaze and lifted his head. His eyes met mine.

A loud, terrified screech cut through the hum of the void. On a smaller ledge about ten feet lower down, Yi Zhou was on his knees. The massive stable boy looked completely different. His eyes were wide, the pupils blown out until they were almost entirely black, and his teeth were bare. He wasn't shivering anymore. He had his massive arms wrapped completely around Jiji, locking her small body against his chest so hard she could barely move.

Connor remained silent, only letting out a deep, rumbling chuckle that made the chair quiver. “Whatever,” Yaris muttered as he flung himself into the chair in front of me, swiveling his whole body to face me directly. He pressed his chin onto the leather backrest, his eyes boring into me with an intensity that made my skin prickle. I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze, my own eyes locked onto the journal. The weight of their stares bore down on me, stirring a deep, unsettling insecurity I'd never experienced before. Their eyes lingered, dissecting me, and I felt exposed, vulnerable under their relentless scrutiny.

Shibata bowed ninety degrees toward Kenji, then walked out. The room was now silent. Ryu, who had been standing still for a while, finally sank down, kneeling beside his brother. Yui leaned her body against Ryu's shoulder and sobbed again. "But I still don’t know what I’m supposed to do," Kenji said. Yui’s slap might have brought back his sanity, but Kenji still felt empty. Not just in his mind—Kenji felt something wrong with his entire body. Something strange was making him not want to think about anything, even though he knew there were many things he had to do.

I tightened my fists, impatiently waiting for his defeat. I also sharpened my eyes but still, he didn't even blink. He's staring at me with the same intensity. I can't fucking accept it! But I know to myself that I can stand it! I still can! He's just the meddlesome I know. He's just Yukenzo, the guy who never fails to annoy me. Just a little glance at his face, my blood already boiling up to its extent. I waited for one minute. Two minutes. Three fucking minutes. His annoying stares were still unbreakable, I gritted my teeth. I can't just lose! Just because of him? No way in hell! No one have beaten, can beat and will ever beat me.

When he zoomed in, he saw that their mouths were covered with dead skin. Yaoi's tears burst again and shouted to his mobile phone: "Mom and Dad! Can you hear me? Mom and Dad, say something!" Jiang Zeyan raised his pants, squatted down slowly, and watched the video with Yaoi: "Stop barking, they can't hear it. It's not an open voice video." Yaoi turned to see this strange and cold face, and his body began to tremble, and the unprecedented fear engulfed her.