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Lucky for us, we didn't get into too much trouble, just an afternoon detention for tomorrow...We walked out and made our way to our lockers.

"Will you actually be going to the detention?" I asked Mitsuya, "Well yeah, I'd rather just get it over and done with..." He replied, I nodded, letting out a soft sigh. I opened my locker, changing my shoes and left for my P.E. class.

"We'll meet here after class?" I said in a questioning manner, Mitsuya gave a thumbs up, "I got Textiles anyways," He spoke, his head bobbing into the direction of the classroom. I smiled and left the building, making my way to the track field.

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"I seriously hate this..." I panted, holding my hands to my knees as I caught my breath. "Drugs finally catching up to you?" Yuzuha laughed, I tutted and brushed off her question, going back to running up and down the grassy area. "Anything new with guys?" I asked Yuzuha, glancing over. She shook her head, "Not really, I mean...there is one guy..." My eyes sparkled, "Oh my God, Who?!" She looked away, slightly flustered which was something I've never seen before.

"This guy must be special to you if he got you flustered," I chuckled, giving her a slight nudge. She nodded slightly then asked, "How about you? Anything new?" I shrugged, "Meh, same as usual, I can't be bothered with getting a boyfriend, I'm too caught up with my own business, if you know..." She cut me off, "Yeah, we don't gotta talk about it no worries."

Once class was finished I paced over to my locker to wait for Mitsuya, we had 1 more class before the end of the day.

"Mitsuya!" I shouted, spotting his silver hair, he looked over giving a smile, pulling along Peh-yan. "Ryohei has a free period," Mitsuya said, Lucky, he can leave early...I nodded waving the taller male off. Mitsuya and I making our way towards the music rooms. Finally a class I care about...

I entered the room which was decorated with instruments. "You gonna practice guitar or work on the composition?" I asked Mitsuya, he shrugged, "I might work on the composition...I haven't started it," He let out a chuckle. I laughed, making my way to the drumkit sat at the back of the room, I put on my headphones and started blasting f/s (favourite song).

Twisting the drumsticks between my fingers as I waited for the beat, tapping my foot to count myself in. I began hitting the snare, along with the bass drum, closing my eyes.

19 months ago

"Mama..."

I looked at her, this was the reason she wanted to move...there were people after her. These were the people who took my sister and killed her. I saw them. I recognised one of them as the co-owner of the strip club my Mom worked at when we first came to Japan.

"Y/n, whatever you do, stay here, I don't want you getting hurt."

I frowned as I watched my Mom disappear into the alleyway, the sounds of groaning and beating being heard. I wanted to do something, but what could I do? I'm a 15 year old girl...useless...weak...

Why are they after her?...

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I hit the drums harder and harder as I felt the anger rise up in me. My breathing becoming unsteady.

"Y/n!" Mitsuya placed his hand on my shoulder, a worried expression glued to his face. "Sorry..." I muttered, the few students who were in the room looked over. "Are you alright?" He asked, pulling a seat over, I nodded, "Just a thought..." Was all I needed to say for Mitsuya to understand, he frowned, "You need to stop with them," I knew exactly what he was referring to, but how? That was my coping mechanism...

"The longterm affects of using them will significantly impact you...even if now they help eventually it will hurt you," he continued. I nodded, "I promise I'll stop."

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Once class finished, I caught the bus to see my Mom and walk her home.

"Pssst." I looked around, the sudden sound caught me off guard, slightly startling me. "Over here." I turned to direction it came from, behind the convenience store. I walked around and was met with The Haitanis...

"What do you want?" I hissed, giving a frown. The one I recognised as Ran stood up from the crate, "You got some nerves on you little girl..." He smirked, Rindou stood behind, eyeing me. "What of it?" I raised a brow, slowly stepping back. Ran shrugged, "Did you think we'd let you walk all over us like that without any punishment?" His words...

"Answer me, huh slut?" Ran shouted, however not loud enough for others to hear. I felt myself back away quicker, Don't punch them, it'll get you into even more shit...Just answer...FUCKING ANSWER!

"You came into my school and were being assholes? I couldn't just stand there."

Ran chuckled, raising his hand up, ready to strike, I quickly moved away, all I could do was try and dodge...

end of chapter

a/n: ohemgee!

Nothing much to say here, hope you all are well though!

Love yous <3

- mk

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