Saturation with Poison

He appeared far too suddenly, tearing everything apart wherever he went. The “golden boy” who doesn’t know the word “no.” He maimed my existence, not even realizing it. Pretended to be ordinary, but turned out to be beyond the edge.

For him, it was just an argument.

Another tragedy for me.

But once the cards are laid on the table, there’s nothing left—only scorched earth and being sickened by the poison that ruined it.