ODD EYE CIRCLE : Beginning of The Tyr God's Syndrome

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breeze blows a thin curtain from the half-open window. The afternoon breeze ruffled the young man out of bed. He was slightly disturbed because the wind crept up and tickled his pores.

Success comes from the cold over the naked upper body. Nathan's aware he's shirtless. By just putting on his uniform. A speck of ground that had dried was printed on the bottom of the trousers. Not much to look at because his pants are dark blue. There's a torn pair of pants. Add the complaint.

Again he felt dizzy throughout his head, not just a simple migraine. A dizziness that really drives his bowels up. Rummaged through his digestive organs, forcing him out of his throat. It's excruciating.

Hurrying even though he was staggering but trying to reach the bathroom door. Crawling in with shortness of breath and a pale face. Drowned his face in the closet, spilling his guts all over him racing out. Nothing but water pouring out of his throat. No matter how nauseated he may be, what he spits out is nothin