Chapter 1

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TW: blood, drugs mentioned, yakuza(Mafia of Japanese), debt, judging, anxiety.

An adult with green hair was wandering through the streets at night, wondering where his next sleep place will be, and where he hopefully can shower; he was so itchy

He continued walking in his Broken shoes. His clothes were bloody from his blood.

But he couldn't go to the hospital; he can't afford more debt like he already has with the Yakuza(the Japanese mafia).

He owned them 2,5 billion Dollars.
And what did he need so much for you think? First to save his siblings(which he failed in)and then Morphine, a lot of it.

Emerald was trying to stop his addictions, but he somehow always slips back into them.

And with the Yakuza on his neck; no things weren't looking good for him, not at all.

But he just continued walking, away from his hometown, far away from it, he's in Italy right now, he couldn't understand anything but by the looks of it people were judging him.

Oh, people, Emerald's nightmare. His anxiety was going through the roof, even if theirs no roof above him.

People were giving him weird looks and whispering wherever he walked, well stumble.

He hated every small moment of it.

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