F/n is a transfer student from America , having to move due to his foster father having to take a new in Japan . F/n's past is less then ideal , but due to a promise he made to his foster father F/n has promised to change his ways for the better...
As the night went on we both decided to call it a day , we decide to take shifts taking watch . I go first and let Saeko get some rest . After some time I move to the living room and start digging through one of the moving boxes labeled *F/n's Room * . Looking through it I find my past slingshots .
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Looking at them I felt my eyes watering up , I shake the feeling off and place them in my bag as back ups just in case one of them breaks like the crossbow did earlier .
Rummaging some more I find a picture of me and my dad . As I'm looking at it I hear Saeko walk into the room . " Can't sleep ?" I asked
She nodded . " No , I am just to tired to sleep if that makes since ." She saw me holding the photo and came over to look at it . " You look pissed in this picture ." she stated .
I sighed . " This is when D/n adopted me . I was ....more aggressive back then, more angry at the world . "
She sat next to me . " Can I ask what happened ?"
Putting the photo down I look at her . " It's not a happy story , you sure ?"
She nodded and gave a reassuring smile .
" My mom left when I was a kid , she wanted nothing to do with my dad and by association me. My dad was an abusive thief who left me to get shot . After that though I was taken into foster care . I was bounced home to home by abusive and neglectful people . So I ran away , I lived on the street and made friends with some bad people . Gangsters , drug dealers , gun runners for a small example . I use to steal to make money for food and even then I would get beat if I came up empty handed , on top of that I'd go hungry . " I take a breath and continue. " I got sick of it so I decided to learn how to defend myself , the only weapon I could afford was some innertube from a bike tire . I used it to make a slingshot , eventually I got awesome with it . That is until I was arrested for stealing a car owned by a forensic specialist who worked with the police . The man took pity on me and offered for me to live with him as long as I act civil . I agreed and two years later we're here . " I said finished
