Warning : Cutting, Near suicide
Please don't read if you're sensitive to this.
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"What. Are. You. Doing?"

She winced as soon as her Duel Spirit had appeared in front of her, seemingly mad at her.

Which she was.

It wasn't like the (F/C) with (S/F/C) gradient-haired female could blame her.

Yet it didn't seem to bug her.

"Nothing."

Was the monotonous answer she gave before slipping the penknife underneath her sink drawer.
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In case you didn't get it, the reader was cutting herself and she was found out by her Duel Spirit.