Shuzu Street

II - By My Own Rules

"Fight for what you think is right, even though it's wrong for the general public."

"Principal!!!" Shu shouted angrily at the office. "You can't just put us on detention whatsoever! Max was being a total, immoral, and an immaculate piece of shit!" Shu shouted at the principal. They were put in detention and was forced to stick around.

Out of boredom, Shu made a summary of her life.

Hi, this is Shu. I've been put into detention for what seems to be forever for me. No gadgets, no way out, and here with this piece of shit, a.k.a. Max. Anyway, to make it up for lost time, I've decided to recap my life, and whoever sees this... they should go and hug me. Like, right now. Let's get started already.

I wasn't born on a good start like most people think I am. I was born out of a dark and cruel family. Their ways of "discipline" were more like torture to me. Even though they are rich and powerful and "totally" have a mansion on the woods, I just can't figure out why they're doing this, to me. They expect me to say words already when I'm 2 months old. They beat me up at 3 years old for accidentally dropping their vase. They almost took my life after strangling me at 6 for messing with the family room. Mom and Dad always fight, and I don't know why. When I told them I wanted to be a boy, they punched me harder. In the face. They beat me up everyday for dressing manly, and looking like a guy. They still buy me makeups when all I want is scissors to cut this GODDAMN hair off.

I've finally decided in my guts and left the place. Wherever I was looking, I was unaccepted. So I had to do a job to feed myself and pay rent. I was still 10 at this time. I enrolled myself in a public school, and I was afraid that school was a place for torture, like my mom said.

So, I put in my aggressive attitude. That way, nobody will be brave enough to know the truth behind every scar I've got. Every time someone crosses my border, I'm doing the same thing to them just like what they did to me. Beat them up. I've been expelled many times... but was it worth it?

And still... here I am. Still starving. Still having these scars. I don't want to tell anyone. But do I have to?

Shu scrambled the paper before Max could see it.

"You know, Shu. I'm just trying to ask what are those scars." Max said. Shu sighed slighty, letting out a sigh of relief. Shu then said "I've never had people care for me. And you, of all people?" Max then left Shu alone for now.

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I just believed that everyone works for my mom, and that they will track me down and hunt me forever. I don't want that happening. I don't want to go back in that horrifying mansion again." Shu said

However, Max didn't accept this apology, and thus began another fight in the detention room. The principal demanded them to be sent home.

On the way home, Shu dropped the note about his life... at Shuzu Street. Not long after, Azuriana picked up that note... at Shuzu Street (too.)

This marks the end of the Second Chapter!

"Coincidences have a strange way of connecting people."

Thanks for reading.