𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍~ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎

~Prologue~

Year 2002.

"That look's like a cake."

I spoke walking in the neighbourhood with my hands in the pocket, gazing at the sky. Damn I was really bored. And hungry on top of it. All those school hours got me really tired.

"Come on! Let's hear you squeal!"

I suddenly heard a loud yell, snapping me out of my daydream. My face scrunched up into annoyance as i turned my head towards the sound. I saw a group of boys incircling around an object. There were three of them and it looked like they were harassing a cat.

"Cut that out! What's so fun about that?" A girl with light brown hair probably about my age, maybe a bit younger, standing little far away behind the bullies. Her fists were clenched, as she maintained her glare.

My eyes traveled towards the cat, who immediately took the moment to run off into the bushes before averting then back to the group.

"Who's this brat?" The boy with the freckles scowled, annoyance glistering in his expressions.

"Mind your own business."

"Hey! The cat got away, damn it!" One of the boy's spoke, just now noticing. Gazing at the empty spot.

"Well then, you'll have to take the cats place." They towered over her small frame. "I hate brats like you, acting all goody-two-shoes and shit"

Her shoulders tensed, and I could see her eyes darting around as if looking for a way out. But she didn't run. She stood her ground, even though she was clearly intimidated.

"You going to cry?"

"Think we'll let you off cause your crying"

I remember this feeling every clearly. Where you know that your helpless against the ones standing before you. And how much it hurts to be at her place, to get bullied on without anyone stepping in for help.

But this time, it's gonna be different.

"Do you guys don't have anything else to do?"

The boys present turned around at my call. Raising their brows at my frame, passing eachother a look before gazing at me in annoyance. "Huh, who are you?"

"Ganging up on a girl, you guys really are fatherless."

A nerve popped on the side of their faces as one of them who also looked like their leader, stepped forward, walking towards me before grabbing my arm harshly.

"Oh, you want some of it too! Huh" He looked down at me with eyes full of hatred.

Usually at times like these the best option was to run and if the situation was different maybe I would have thought of it as an option. But unessecary violence weren't my thing at all. So I remained calm, staring at him with a poker face. My quiet demure making his eyes twitch.

"Who do you think you are? Acting like you aren't scared"

I frowned, noticing him tightening his grip on my arm, almost to harsh to leave a print. "Let go."

"Cut off with the act, we all know how scared you are right now"

"I said Let. Go." I finished, grabbing his hand and tossing it away harshly making his eyes widened at my strength as he looked at his palm.