IN A DARK ROOM LATE AT NIGHT, a young female crunched down on the side of her bed, blood covered her white shirt as she hold her bleeding stomach, whimpering small cries.
Her face having fresh cuts,
Hair in a messy bun,
Bare feet.
"N-no.. this i-isn't me! No." Her voice shake as she glanced at her hands, painted with red stains.
Blood.
'I got my hands dirty this time.'
She bit her lip from the sudden sting that is cause by the stab wound she has.
'I'm not like this.'
'I'm not part of them.'
'I'm not a yakuza.'
'I'm not a killer.'
'Murderer.'
"T-they touched him! They h-hurted my b-brother! They k-killed.. .them."
Her eyes darting at the floor, a cracked glass in a family frame, wide smiles on their faces as they sat on their own motorcycles in the midst of a rooftop of their own building,
A middle aged man patting her head with a proud smile on his face.
"F-father.. i did it. I k-killed your e-enemy."
Her fingers brushed through the glass.
The moon stared at her from the window, her cries of pain echoed loudly to her home.
Nothing but sadness filled the night.
"I'm a monster."
And yet, she smiled darkly.
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Fanfiction"You'll never know the pain until it becames anger." { Just published } T O K Y O R E V E N G E R S F E A T. H A I K Y U U
