Narcissus
It was as if I was participating in some experiment that created a more perfect me, a Promax version of me. She could do everything I could and better, but she didn't exist for long.
The old her disappeared in a day or so, but I actually created a copy of myself that existed for a long time.
This "me" has a similar temper to mine, or rather, the same as me in junior high school, and is a grown-up version of me at that time.
She accepted the fact that "I am not as good as her but I am her creator" very well, and went with me to prove the success of the experiment and continue the experiment to extend her existence.
A lot of things happened along the way, and I have almost forgotten them... I only remember that she was really great, and I didn't have to use my brain to solve the problem, she could solve it.
Then she said she liked me? I'm very straightforward with whoever I like, and I express my feelings directly. She's me, and she's the same. In my dreams, it's all about hugging and cuddling.
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