Tenko x Female!Reader

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Your biological parents abandoned you when you were ten years old. It didn't bother you that much, though — these parents... weren't the best. They beat you up continuously, rarely even fed you. You could still remember the putrid smell lingering in this house, the smell of alcohol, drugs and cigarettes. You hated it.

That day, your parents told you to go buy some more alcohol bottles for them. You tried your best to calmly explain that underaged people can't buy alcohol, but they didn't seem to care. "Just steal the bottles, then. How stupid can you be?!" your father said, right before forcefully pushing you outside the house. You sighed, these "parents" of yours really were stupid. You were glad you could be far away from them, for a moment, at least.

Of course, when you came back home, exhausted from running away from the supermarket after stealing two bottles of vodka, neither of your parents were home.
You searched for them through the whole house, but they were nowhere to be found. They weren't the only ones who disappeared, anyway — there was no trace of any of their clothes or their alcohol bottles either. They simply left some food, and all the furniture.

You felt like the happiest child in the whole world. You did notice that your mother was packing some of her clothes in a big blue bag, just before you left to the supermarket, but you didn't pay much attention to it. Now you understood ; your parents planned everything, they sent you away so they could have the time to leave.

You didn't feel sad at all, not even angry — maybe just a bit scared, because how could a ten years old little girl could possibly live alone?

You decided to go on an adventure all by yourself, just like those cool heroes from books.
You picked your favorite dress, which was in fact the only dress you had. Buying this pretty dress was the only nice thing your mother has ever done for you, even though she didn't allow you to wear it. You never understood what was the point of buying something you're not allowed to use.
But now she was gone, and you could finally wear it. It was a simple pale blue dress, but in your eyes, it was incredibly beautiful. You happily put it on, with basic white ballerina shoes. Your long hair was too messy to even be brushed, so you decided to cut it, instead. You weren't really talented at cutting hair, you were just a kid, but in your opinion, you looked much prettier with shorter and nicely brushed hair. It wasn't too short though, just neck-length, approximately.

Your plan was to take a random bus, having a little bit of food with you in a small bag, and going as far away as possible from this city. No one would even notice it if you took the bus without paying. You would get off the bus at the terminus, and stay in that place, only if you liked it. If not, you would take another bus, and another one, until you found a likable place. After that, you would knock on everyone's door, and hope for someone to accept you in their house.

A crazy plan, right? Completely, insanely stupid, right? But you were just a kid. And heroes from books would've probably done the same thing, if they were you. You wished to be a hero, too.

So that's what you did, you went as far away as possible. You had to take three buses until you arrived to a place you appreciated. It was a small, quiet, nice town. It was the complete opposite of the loud and large city you used to live in.

The six first persons you talked to refused to take you in — of course, not many people would accept to take in a lost child like you.
Luckily for you, the seventh person you talked to was nice enough to accept you. He was a middle-aged man, and he had a daughter who seemed to be around your age. She had long and beautiful dark brown hair, bright green eyes, and was slightly taller than you.
You were glad that someone took you in, since you slowly started to loose hope after getting rejected six times.

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