-Your POV-
"BROOOOO!" I yell as I run up to Mike with open arms as if I'm gonna hug him.
"BITCHHHH!" He yelled back, and before we hugged I smacked the back of his head and looked at the group triumphantly.
The others started to laugh till they looked behind me with widens eyes, and then looked away while they're happy giggle turned into nervous chuckles.
My shit eating grin, was stopped by being smacked by a Michael who got up and had a little anger vessel thingy and and eye with a laser or something, yk what I'm talking about.
C.c just looks at us, probably questioning if he should run or stay. That is until he looked at mike again with slightly widened eye as if he processed something or some shit like that.
His gaze changed from realizing something to eyes full of anger and hatred. Eyes that look like being in their sight might be a hazard.
Ehhh might as well not fiddle with things. And i'm not gonna think abt things until later on in the story bcs i'm a stupid oblivious fuck.
(YOO STFU DONT BREAK MY FOURTH WALL! ISTG IF THIS BECOMES A REOCCURRING THING- *spams keyboard*)
(dw the wall will be fixed. Ehhh Eventually)
Wait. I should ask him. "Uh hey, c.c can I talk to you?" I say. Michael flinches as he hears the name. Looking at c.c with fear and guilt in his eyes. Still wonder what that's about?
"Yea?" He says, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Oh, right! Can we talk over there?"
"Sure"
"What was it that you wanted to talk about?" He asked.
"Well I wanted to know what kind of spirit you are, since you keep looking at Michael as if you wanted to hurt him. Bad."
"...I'm a Yūrui, more specifically a Onryō. Basically a vengeful spirit." He explained
"Ohhhhhhhh. Alright I get it now."
(I'm sorry I've been looking at types of spirits and stuff and looked up what a Yūrui was and then that led to looking at the the types of Yūrui and um yea- and if I got anything wrong, tell me-)
I feel like I shouldn't ask why he stares at Michael like that. May be a personal thing.
(Do you guys want to make your own backstory or do you want me to make it?)
🍄 - Your Backstory
🍓 - My Backstory
-C.C's POV-
Ngl, I really wanna ask Y/n about how they died and stuff but it's too soon. Especially since we do fight a lot, and are basically 'enemies'. Maybe, if we ever get closer I'll ask.
If we become friends, I'll probably still bully them. Probably. Not the 'Bully' bully but uh yea.
"EYOOO! NOAH? MIKE? SIMON? FRED? MARK? WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOIN HERE??" Someone yells from across the park.
"Sis? Tf you doing here?"
"Eh snuck out ;)" the voices says as the girl got closer.
"Oh hey Akuma!" Simon said.
"Ayo, how ya doing?" Mark added
"I'm alr, but what are you guys doing?"
"Eh nothing much we just came to hang out." Fredrick replied.
I just stood there, confused af especially since i didn't really like them. I mean I only tagged along because Y/n invited me sooo
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ꪗꪮꪊ?! ||!DISCONTINUED(?)!A c.c x reader fanfic
FanfictionYou are a 12-year-old going into 7th grade. You're not sure what to expect besides bullies because of all the shows you watch. You accidentally made enemies... With a dead child- Though, so are you. But you both get off on the wrong foot and end up...
