chapter 1

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You are moving to a large house in the South to take care of your aging grandmother and your cruel Karen of a mother.

If you were being honest you were only moving there for the sake of your poor grandmother's sanity, after all, she had been living with your mother for over 10 years. You didn't like your mother very much know as what most people described as a Karen, she is rude, sassy, (not in a good way) and very entitled to her and opinion and she thinks what she says is the law.
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Anyways I'm M/n and I was walking back to my hometown.
As I walked by foot into my old village that was somehow still standing people gave me weird, and frightening looks. Yes, it hurts my feelings and all but it happens a lot. I'm often known as very intimidating, I was six foot five so I practically towered over most people in my Village, and on top of that they're barely close to the heck means which outlined my many muscles the most men would love to have. And your natural facial expression stuck in your resting bitch face.

And if you were being honest it hurt your feelings. Yes you were a scary guy but you weren't a mean one, you were nothing but a giant softie, and if anyone took the time to get to know you they would have slowly but surely figure that out. You will eventually make it to your old house that looks like it didn't change a bit from the outside when you approached the door and gave it two knocks.

*𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙠*

???: Hello, who the hell is there?!

M/n: Hello mother...

𝙏𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚𝙙...

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