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I always had the label on myself that I was delusional. And I had learned to live with it. That's what always ran through my mind when I saw them, whatever they could be called, strange contorted morphs of bleached flesh and serrated teeth. Their eyes either too little or too many but all held a blaring sense of negative energy, some searching for revenge, others relief and others even a note of bloodthirst could be heard. Heard in their heinous gargles and wails. That I could hear. In every corner, every shadow, every nook, every cranny. Naturally, I was the only one who could see these illusions of paranoia.
This same anxiety plagued me as I stood under the bus stop. The rain riding my brown locks and cascading down my back and shoulders sending a cold shrill down my spine. Accompanied by the icy gale that seared through my clothes. A reminders of the tempest known as winter while yet another one of the cursed creatures stared at me with the same apprehensive stare that I watched it with. Releasing a sigh that escaped into the air, turning into a white mist before catching wind and dissolving into the atmosphere.
My cell phone rang softly with a buzz, the identity of the caller being Mr Kibitsu, my boss at the café I work in.
"Good Evening, sir"
"Don't even start with politeness I know you don't care about. Get your ass here right now before I drag it here myself!"
"You know school just ende-"
"Does it sound like I care?!"
There's a brief silence followed by a sigh that escapes my lips
"...I'm on my way"
I pocket my phone as my bus arrives, as I take my seat I watch the monster from before still lingering at its spot. Sometimes I feel like they're is things I can do to stop them but for now it wasn't my problem. They rarely did anything other than move or gargle anyway. Ignorance is bliss - Is what I would like to say. But that perspective was going to change really soon.
A/N: I'm going to be writing this story on the side and I'm not expecting it to be good or anything. But I hope to make it enjoyable to whoever it may find.
Is he on steroids or something?!! - Y/N Okimoto
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ActionY/N Okimoto is an orphaned child who is the descendant of a forgotten clan of sorcerers. Living a usually depressing and average life as a high schooler. Except he was born with the ability to see unsees monsters and head noises that fell only to de...
