The secret

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***Kokichi POV***

nce I opened the front door to my house, I tried my hardest to go up to my room without getting caught by my "dad", but sadly failed. "Kokichi, are you home?" My dad yelled. I flinched with fear at the sound of his voice. I was standing on the stairs facing the opposite way as him when he found me.

"What are you doing home so late?" He asked. "This school is farther than the old one, so it takes me a little longer," I explained. "Then walk faster. I need you to put your stuff away then do the dishes, I'm gonna have some friends over." He then walked away. I sighed with relief.

I quickly ran up the stairs to my room then I slammed the door behind me. When I was only seven years old my parents died right before my eyes in a car crash. I was sent to an Orphanage for one year and then adopted by a lovely old couple. I saw them more as my grandparents than parents. I stayed with them for two years when suddenly they died out of old age in their sleep.

I went back to the Orphanage for a month until I was adopted again by this middle aged couple named Mei and Hiroto. The only way I could describe them is cruel, and wicked. The woman was beaten to death by her own husband. No one ever found out. Im now pretty much his slave walking on thin ice hoping he doesnt do the same as his wife to me.

I wish my parents never got in that damn car.

I put my backpack away and went downstairs to the kitchen. Hiroto was watching T.V talking about some serial killer named Genocide Sho killing attractive men. Damn, too bad Hiroto isn't attractive.

***Later That Night***

The smell of alcohol folded up into my room along with the sound of grown men screaming at the T.V about football or whatever, I'll never get sports. I pulled out my phone and started looking through my contacts. I realized I don't have many friends, friends who like me that is. I pretty much had no one to talk to. I didn't want to talk to someone about Hiroto and go on a huge rant about my TrAgIc life, I just want to have a relaxing conversation with someone. Himiko is nice, but I dont have her number.

I thought for a bit, doesn't Tsumugi have everyones number? I wonder if she has Himiko's? I dial Tsumugi's number and started texting.

Kokichi: Hey loser, ya got Himiko's number? I need it
Tsumugi: At 1 in the morning? What do you need to talk about😏

Kokichi: NOT LIKE THAT IDIOT! Just give me the damn number

Tsumugi: Okay, okay fine

Tsumugi: Here, 753-566-8910

Just To Let You All Know This Number Is a Fake So Do Not Call It!!!
(but if you do tell me how it goes)

Kokichi: Thank you

Kokichi: What are you even doing up so late anyways?

Tsumugi: Anime.

Kokichi: That actually makes more sense

Tsumugi: EREN YEAGER!!

I put in the number on my phone and started texting.

……

Kokichi: Heeeeeey Himikoooo~

Himiko: Neyh? I'm tired, who is this?

Kokichi: Meeeee, your lovey amazing beautiful Kokichi UwU

Himiko: Oh, hi

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