Miguel JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter II: Murder

Miguel writes his notes on his notebook, revealing very ugly writing that is barely recognizable from scribbles.

Miguel then gasps, about to sneeze a hailstorm.

But he held it.

His nose, however, still itched.

He gasped once more.

He holds it.

"ACHOO!!!"

*PRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!*

He farted. Like... really loud. Funny, right?

Everyone in class turns to Miguel, who is in the front seat of the class.

"That wasn't-..."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-!!!"

Miguel wipes his tears as he closed his bag.

"Hoy! Lodi!" laughed a normie, approaching Miguel. "PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!" He cackled as he high fives his friends.

Miguel sighs and closes his bag, zipping it closed as he puts it on his back. He stands up and walks out of the classroom.

On the way home, Tyrone bumps into Miguel's shoulder as Miguel falls on the ground. He slowly tries to stand up but the normie offers his hand for help.

Miguel smiles softly as he reached out for the boy's hand.

"Oops!" smiled the normie, as he pulls his hand away and Miguel drops on mud. "BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Tyrone laughed, as he walked away with his friends who listened to Filipino rap music.

Miguel slowly tries to stand up.

"Miggy! This little Miggy got mud on his face!" laughed another normie.

Miguel bowed his head and walked to the Jeepney stop. He waited on a really long line.

A normie cuts in line in front of Miguel.

"Uh... Hey!" yelled Miguel.

"Uh... Hey!" the normie copied his voice in a mocking tone. 

"You cut in line-..." Miguel softly said.

The normie brings out his chest and bumps Miguel as he topples on the ground once more.

Miguel whimpers softly as he stands right back up.

The other people in the line follow after the normie.

"Hey! Let me back in! I was there!" yelled Miguel.

The kids laugh at him as Miguel sighs. Miguel walks back to the back of the line.

"He's the guy who draws cartoon characters and anime between classes," whispered a kid.

"That guy tried to get it with that cute girl. Jessica Polnareff. He stalked her and stuff," whispered another. "He was so creepy and desperate. He was so gross."

Miguel depressedly returned to the back of the line.

Later...

"The first rule of being a Grimm is that you should always be smart in this world of monstrosities. Everywhere and anywhere, a Cryptid, Stand-User, or Supernatural Creature could have malicious intent and attack you."

"Dad... I'm not a Grimm!" yelled Miguel.

"Yes, you are," said Arthur. 

"I'm an Aswang, Dad!" yelled Miguel. "I'm an Aswang Black-Eyes, and you can't change that! I'm weird!"