It was the last break from lessons. You were sitting against the wall as always. And drawing since you liked it and were actually good at it. The bell rang. When you just got all your stuff and were walking inside, someone dumped you to the ground. "Oops sorry", was the only thing he said. Now you had to get your stuff again. #I will be late#. You noticed a shadow coming to your way when you were picking up your stuff. "I'll help ya!", said familiar voice. You looked up and saw Alfred's smiling face. "As a hero, I must help ya!" and he started to help you. As you guys were done, you thanked him, and started to walk to your class. Alfred followed you. You started to feel annoyed. #what's his problem...dammit#
When the last lesson ended you walked right to his desk and asked: "Why? Why did you help me?". Alfred just stared at you and then said: " 'cause I felt like it", then he got up and started to leave the school. You just stanted still, until you desided it's time to go home.
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In love with a killer
Fanfiction~Second year of high school, same person, same look as last year. Nothing has changed. You felt little bit lonely in school, since you didn't have friends.~ Contains angst/sadness, cursing and some happy times, woo~ sorry it might be boring at the b...
