"That bitch always gets on my nerves.. she only loves to fight.. but damn.. getting beaten up by a woman hurts."
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9:30 PM, Memories...
"Come on.. Y/n...I know you can't kill me."
"And why the fuck I can't?" the (h/c) haired woman said with her voice cold and unwavering, her gaze locked on the man who was now limping and blood staining his clothes. She pointed her gun at him but he just smirked. He laughed at her but before he could continue his words, he suddenly heard the sound of sirens in the distance. The rain started pouring down adding a dramatic scene "Fuck" he hissed "I'll get you someday, Y/N. I'll make sure to be the one who will kill you. And if anyone dares to kill you first, I'll kill them." He glared at her and his eyes burning with hatred before he started running.
He and Y/N had gotten into a fight, a brutal fight. Despite his physical strength, Y/N still won because of her expertise in combat giving her the upper hand. She slowly lowered her gun, her gaze following him as he fled "Fucker" she muttered under her breath "As if he could kill me. I bet I could kill him easily in the future because of his height." she started walking away and she lowered her head. Not wanting to be seen by anyone and not wanting to be noticed.
7:45 AM, Haddonfield, Illinois.. {{ Elementary School
As Y/N walked through the halls and her eyes fell on a black-haired guy standing outside the school, for a moment.. she was truck by a sense unease. He looked oddly like Charles but the difference is that he's holding a little girl and his arms wrapped protectively around the little girl. She watched as he Knelt down as he spoke to her, He smiled at the little girl. This couldn't be Charles.. the man she had seen was the opposite of the man she hates.
Y/N clicked her tongue in frustration. She turned on her heels and she continued on her way but then she paused when she heard laughter. She stopped in her tracks and her gaze was drawn to the source of the sound. There, huddled against the locker stood a young blonde haired boy, his face is pale and he's looking down. He's just.. doing nothing.. Just standing there silently and taking the abuse without a fight as a group of boys surrounding him, their laughter echoing the hallways.
Y/N raised a brow 'Another Bullying incident..' she thought 'Dont they get it? many people are turning to serial killers because of bullying..' she groaned, shaking her head. She couldn't stand to see it anymore to witness these bullies. She tapped the boy in the middle.
The boy turned around and his eyes widened in surprise as Y/N landed her fist on his face "Woops" she said but her voice shows no remorse, she just said it blankly. She turned to the blonde haired boy who just looked at her calmly but also confused "W-why you bitch-!" the boy sputtered but then his voice trailed off as he looked at Y/N, his eyes wide with shock, he then sheepishly smiled at her and completely forgetting the pain throbbing in his nose.
"Y/n!.. Why are you here? Why are you defending this... freak" The boy looked at the blonde haired boy in disgust and this made Y/N's blood boil. She raised a brow and her gaze is cold and sharp "I'm studying here, idiot." she said "And you.. shouldn't ask why I'm defending him. Because I should be the one asking you why you are bullying him?" the coldness of her voice cut through the air like a knife. It was a sharp contrast to the girl or Y/N they had known. The boys looked at her with confusion and disbelief.
The boys didn't reply, they just turned and walked away. Y/N sighed as she rolled her eyes and felt both annoyance and dissapointment. She turned to face the boy she had helped and her expression softened "Hey, are they always bothering you?" she asked but the boy looked at her, his eyes narrowed and he looked like he was keeping his guards up "It's none of your business" he said with a cold tone and his rude reply made Y/N clench her hand and her anger building up again 'What's up with him? I literally just helped him' she thought and her frustration is growing 'I guess Kids these days..' she sighed heavily.
Y/N groaned and her patience is wearing thin. She caught up to him, grabbing his wrist and her grip tightening around his wrist "Hey." her voice is firm "I need help. do you perhaps know where my room is?" He turned around and his brows furrowed as he looked at her but before he could ask another question, she said "You know my accident caused me to forget things.. That's why I need help.." He pulled back his hand and his expression hardened. Then he turned around again, continuing to walk "We're classmates" he said and with that Y/N followed him.
As they both entered the room, Y/n was greeted by many students 'Welcome back Y/n!', and 'We missed ya!', 'Hey guys! Y/n is here!'. She forced a smile as she awkwardly waved her hand 'Seems like this girl who has the same name as me is popular.. this is gonna be a pain in the ass' With that she followed the boy and she also took a seat just right in front of his seat.
"Alright Class, Now now... let's give Y/n some space alright kids? Since she just got released from the hospital and let's not stress her out.. Let's start math class!" The teacher excitedly announced but the students groaned and frowned. While Y/n just sighed and looked at the teacher 'A grown up woman is now back in elementary...this will be easy.'
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