{On hold} The streets (Weak hero x reader)

Business.

Y/n POV
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I crossed the street. 'I want to be smart with my encounter, so I'll walk up and greet one of the groups I know then I'll catch his attention, being the only girl hanging out with them he's sure to be curious.'

I walks across the street looking both ways, and walks up to a street group I hasn't seen in a while, and talk loud enough so that he hears me, but doesn't think I'm stupid.

"Hey, haven't seen you guys in a while." "Y/n! Heeey come give us a hug we missed you."

We all exchange signature handshakes and hugs. I hadn't felt Donald's eyes on me yet, but I knew exactly what I was doing as I started to speak.
"Hey, you got a joint?" "Yea, here." I proceeded to light it. This behavior was highly suspicious; seeing a teenage girl hanging out, and smoking with adults who seemed a bit older than her and lived on the streets.

This caught his attention, but not his full attention. "So..... word on the street is, you go to school now; finally fulfilled the old mans will, huh?"

"Yea, well it's not too bad. I just moved again to be close to it so I'll be in this area again after a while, you'll have to see a lot of me so get ready to have to fight."

"Against you? No thanks." He told me with a shrug, as I responded with, "you act like I give you a choice. At eight meet me at the place old man."

"Fine, and I'm not that old." he says with a grumble. "Also, make sure to bring the money from all our fights."

I had a system, where everyone on the streets would fight for fun, but if it was against people who didn't belong on the streets then they would all fight for money, and give it to me if they won. I would then spend the money to buy everyone food once a week.

Of course they would keep some of it too to bet on the next fight. I put out the cigarette with my thigh to add a little spark, and walk up to Donald Na, catching light of my opportunity.

"Hello Mr.Na I would like to have a chat with you about business, work related."
"And who the hell are you?" he says asks, "I am Y/n L/n, and I own these streets."

3rd POV
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Ben questions Gerard and Alex as soon as they get back to billiards. "....on the other side of the intersection, I saw Donald Na but Y/n...."

Alex trails off before Ben starts to speak "what about Y/n?" "......she.... she went to speak with him, said she had business with him." "She what?!"

"I couldn't stop her, she said she'd come back later." "*sigh what if she gets hurt?" Ben asked "she said if she got hurt I could grill her when she got back, and she seems like a calm and collected person, so I don't think she would get into fights."

Donald's POV
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I'm on my usual monthly check up, when I see a girl that goes up to some random group of older men, whom she apparently knows.

She starts smoking with them and they talk about fights. I heard the streets were very secretive, they wouldn't even give information people would kill for to the cops or me for that matter.

I've sent multiple people multiple times to ask for information from them. I also offered them money, but they said they were loyal to their boss.