Layla, a shy and introverted beauty belonging to the literature club. I fell in love with a boy from a book. We were in love. The reality is that he's a good-for-nothing man. When being raped, if you strongly wish for it, 'he' from that book will appear. It's okay, leave it to me... If it's something he says, I can even drink aphrodisiacs. Even if I'm embraced by a stranger, it's fine. Dreams and reality intertwine-.
