ㄒㄖҜㄚㄖ 尺乇ᐯ乇几ᘜ乇尺丂 ᙭ ᐯᗩᖇIOᑌᔕ ᖇᗴᗩᗪᗴᖇ [ 𝕋𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝔸𝕣𝕔 ]

ㄖㄖ - Chapter 1

ᔕYᗰᗷOᒪᔕ ᑎ' ᗷᗩᔕIᑕᔕ
♫ - music located above when swipe.
[ Flashbacks ] - flashback scenes
[•••] - Timeskip
Bold Text - Character's Subconscious
Y/n L/n - Your Name Last Name
F/c - Favorite Color
F/s - Favorite Snack
F/d - Favorite Drink
E/c - Eye color

'' today was a awful day, and when I think about it now I should've just looked the other way..."

< 07/04/2005 >

"Hey I heard that class 4's Y/n-san rejected another boy again."

"Really, I don't even get why guys even bother."

"Why is she so popular, but she barely talks to anybody?"

"She's so cool though! I heard she fought off a whole group of thugs and left all of them crying," Yamgishi chuckled adjusting his glasses. Though he never needed them, he just believed he be smart if he sported them off.

"Really? She's so cool!"

"Pfft. As if..."

Y/n L/n had a name for herself, the popular loner. She could careless about what her classmates would say or conjure up about her. It wasn't so bad, she got to keep to herself letting them believe whatever they wanted.

She walked into the classroom silently. Their gazes were loud enough to fill the whole room, she glanced over at them. They immediately looked the other way as she took her seat in the back of the class near the window. She sighed before placing her chin in the palm of her hand, checking her red stickered flip-phone with the other.

[ July 4th, 2005 ]

She read. "July fourth huh? I should probably stopped and get some fireworks for Shino today." She thought to herself.

Shino was the son of Yumiko Yutaka. A women she's been staying with. She was given Y/n when she was baby at the doorstep of her flower shop in Shibuya. Yumiko was pregnant at the time. She always believed it was the work of god, allowing her a second chance, because she really wanted a girl. Yumiko claimed Y/n as her daughter, though she ended up picking up boyish behavior anyways.

The school day seemed to go by in flash, and Y/n was already making her way home to the flower shop. She turned the corner where she seen a group of 3rd years approaching a group of boys, she noticed one was her classmate with the glasses.

"Were you guys the ones sniffin' around for our 2nd years?" He asked, he was relatively tall and a muscular teenager, he had a scar on he's left brow and he's black hair was styled in a small pompadour and had these slanted menacing eyes, lighting another smoke for himself.