Chapter I

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"There's always one person you know in a crowd. But you refuse to admit who they are." ~Unknown
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I know I sound stupid. One of those white girls who are obsessed with social media, and can't get off of it. Music freaks even hate my taste in the songs I listen to. I sing, but never in front of anybody, because I don't want to be hated for that, too.

I don't want to be hated.

I sit in class waiting for school to end for the day. I just turned 19 a few days ago, and it's the Friday before our spring break. I was hoping to find someone to give a valentine, but there's just nobody I love enough... Well, I could try Masaomi Kida, but he's a freshmen here. So I couldn't do that.

But then, here's why I don't want to go home.

My sister... and her boyfriend.

I shivered. I hated him. Just because he's the strongest man in Ikebukuro, that doesn't mean he can bang my sister when he wants to, or when she wants him to, for that matter.

You... probably know who I'm talking about... Shizuo Heiwajima. And he hated me. They were getting married during the break.

I didn't know if I was invited or not.

Brrrrrring!!

I ran out of the classroom. I bumped into one of my friends, Anri Sonohara, and waved to her. She smiled her kawaii little grin, and walked off with the new kid, Mikado Ryūgamine. He smiled. I nodded a "hello" to him and left. I was the first to leave the campus.

For a while, I meandered the streets of Ikebukuro. Then all of a sudden:

"The Black Rider!"

I turned and ran. I was able to catch a glimpse of her. The Black Rider.

My best friend.

Celty Sturluson (that's her real name) is an Irish demon called a Dullahan, and she's missing her head. Dullahans don't have their heads attached, but they carry their heads with them. Yet, Celty lost hers completely.

"Celty-chan!" I waved, yelling to her. She skid to a stop and started typing on her translator.

What's up, Kumiko?

"Nothing much, just been walking around." I shrugged. Celty started typing again.

Ah, again?

"Yeah, so?" I smirked.

Hey, you should join my Chat Room. I've got a few friends on there. Kanra, Tarō... You might like to meet them.

"Hm! Maybe I will." I say.

Well, I have to get going. I'll see you later.

"'Kay, see ya!" I run in the opposite direction. Then fate hit me right in the nose.

I ran into a boy with black hair and brown eyes on accident. I said, "Sorry!" real quick, not even getting enough time to see who it was.

Someone... I would be tied to by fate.

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