You felt your heart skip a beat at the intensity of his gaze, the unspoken words hanging between you like a promise of something more.
But just as the moment threatened to linger, a stray potato came hurtling through the air, smashing square into Mi...
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As you stared at the scribbles on the board, trying to make sense of the jumbled mess your math teacher called a formula, your mind couldn't help but wonder. Instead of focusing on x's and y's, you found yourself drifting into memories of the gritty streets and the battles you've fought against the gangs.
Sixteen gangs. That's how many you've taken down so far. Each victory etched into your memory, a testament to your determination and grit. It didn't matter how big or powerful they thought they were; you always found a way to come out on top.
The adrenaline rush of those fights still pulsed through your veins, reminding you of the countless times you've pushed yourself past your limits. It was your unwavering determination that kept you going, even when your body begged for rest or your mind threatened to give in.
But amidst the chaos of the streets and the thrill of the fight, there was one image that always lingered in the back of your mind. A fleeting moment, frozen in time.
"See you later, Anuva-chan," your best friend's voice echoed in your ears, a bittersweet reminder of the last goodbye you shared. You hadn't known it then, but those words would be the last she ever spoke to you.
It was late at night, as the moon cast its silver glow through your bedroom window, you lay awake, the weight of the day's events heavy on your mind. The soft hum of the night was shattered by the frantic sound of your mother's voice, slicing through the silence like a knife.
Time seemed to grind to a halt as her words registered in your mind, each word delivering a blow straight to your heart. Your breath caught in your throat, disbelief washing over you in waves as you struggled to comprehend the devastating news.
Without a second thought, you grabbed your jacket and bolted out the door, the night air chilling your skin as you raced through the empty streets. Every step felt like an eternity as you sprinted towards her house, the distance stretching out before you like an endless abyss.
But as you neared the scene of the tragedy, the flashing lights of police cars and ambulances pierced the darkness, bringing the harsh reality crashing down upon you. A crowd had gathered, their murmurs of concern blending into a cacophony of chaos.
