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𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄



















2008, SHIBUYA

As soon as the night conquered the sky,

the city lights tinted the surroundings and not a sole star in the night sky can be detected. The streets of Shibuya are as busy as ever. The sight of people, cars, and buildings. The diverse polluted smell wavered in the ward.

The (h/c) girl sighed, feeling wasted from school and the part-time job she had. She leans her back, to relieve tension, on the alley wall. Seizing a puff from her cigarette between her fingers.

She inhales the chemical composition as the familiar flavor of the cigarette inhabits her throat. Breathing out the smoke through her mouth, she looks up in the sky.

Disappointed to not see a single star in the city where she lives. Silence engulfed her surroundings, enjoying herself in the comfortable lull she received. She asked herself:

"Why must life be difficult?"

"That's because you're just lazy."

A figure from the darkness appeared. His long hair is as dour as a raven, smirking like a nincompoop as he uncovers his teeth, eyes meeting at each other not even blinking.

"What are you doing here?"

She asked the taller guy in front of her, crossing her arms in her chest.

"I'm just going to see you off."

'You are just here to piss me off' she reckoned to herself.

A smug evident on his face, as he gazes at her like she was a chunk of shit. What the (e/c) girl loathes greatly is someone who looks down on her like she's the lowest among the low.

'Seeing his face makes me want to punch him to extinction'

"I believe you don't have any purpose to see me off."

He laughed at your words as if it was a hoax. If an individual sees this dilemma, everyone would speculate that this foolish fellow is crazy.

Today was a disastrous day of her life. Not only did she receive a notice from her teacher about her declining scores and the persistent bullying she gets every single day but also she was fired by her manager for being late.

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After the class, the (h/c) girl hastily grabs her bag and exits the assigned room. Some of the teachers yelled at her for running in the hallway, not until she saw her class adviser.

"Miss Y/N!" the teacher shouted, making the girl stop at her track.

She turns to face her adviser and asked what was the problem. The adviser just sighed at her and said:

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