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Kaneki's head swayed rhythmically, humming a tune. A tune that felt familiar, but he couldn't figure out from where there was no point in figuring it out, so he let it be.
Yet, his subconscious wouldn't. Oh well, he was. It brought memories he wanted to forget. Kaneki crouched before jumping and catching speed, running along the train before he jumped, on top of it. In under three hours, he arrived at his destination, saving him time and energy.
He blended with the crowd before slipping to a familiar alley. Home was a pleasant place to be, but not here. This wasn't a place he belonged, nor did he wishes to be.
Opening the door to his apartment, he was greeted with silence, "I'm home." Kaneki said. He took off his shoes and hung his coat up. And walked towards the kitchen and placed the duffle bag down. It was his restock for his meals. The smell wasn't too strong but noticeable when nearing the fridge.
Kaneki took out wrapped packages and just placed them on a plate.
That was it. That's was all Kaneki kept in there.
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From a distance, Eyepatch watched a young teen running around a block, sweating and breathing loudly. Every day, whether or not he would see the same kid exercising and sometimes with an older man with a scooter encouraging them to push forward.
A young teenager, getting in shape to become a hero.
This amused him. Wow. The thought of a young child wanting to protect others, ones he didn't even know, will not be acknowledged later in life. It was stupid. They only cared about the money and fame that they received, hungrily eating off people.
Eyepatch didn't think of himself as a hero.
There were no deeds that he accomplished for someone else. They were selfishly made. He needed something he could hold on to, even if it meant that he had to throw it away.
Nowhere in his place nor here would there be ever such thinking. A dream.
"Let's head to the beach." The senior citizen that accompanied the teenager spoke, turning their scooter around and waving a stick.
"Yes!" The young teen eagerly exclaimed, catching his breath.
He watched silently as the two ran. Well, one scootered away as the other followed, making their way towards a heavily polluted beach that no one bothered to clean.
Eyepatch banged his palm on the side of his head as he felt something crawling. After a few minutes, it stopped and disappeared as if it was never there. He shook his head for a few seconds before stopping.
He stood up, patting his thighs, dusting any dirt off him. It seems that the world loved to be cruel to him.
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Kaneki let out a breath, placing his palm under his chin. Sitting in a small cafe, he felt a bit of deja vu when an attractive young woman walked by clutching her tote bag.
"-- thank you." he heard the lady as she took out a laptop and fixed her glasses that were off-center.
Suddenly the young woman looked up, making eye contact with him. An eerie feeling fell upon him as a shudder ran down his spine.
She smiled at him.
I am glad that a few of you are enjoying the story. I plan to add more action in this story although it won't be the best so be warned. ( A reason why I tend to avoid it since I want you to read ig good quality of it??)
but I'm slowly going back to writing but I'm still not there yet.
