Chapter 2: Misinterpreted Meanings *Revised*

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Some people really never appreciate what they have until it's gone. Even the simplest things in life can be missed in an instant.

Humans themselves are programmed to comprehend the fact that they need things to feel satisfaction or to live in general. Some humans only need the basics to live, others need the same thing, but feel as if they need more and more. They take and take without anything in return.

Humans are also programmed to be greedy. It's a natural thing that all of us have been like and seen at least once in our lives.

Take me for example. Since I only have my work as a source of income, I do as much as I possibly can to benefit myself. Some would call this "money hungry" and "greedy", but I call it my vial way of life.

Of course, I never had the full intention to kill, it was something I was simply forced into.

Two parents never truly appreciated the child they had until all her faith and sanity was depleted from her little body. They decided to be greedy by doing things they thought would be good for a mere three year old, yet that three year old never experienced the true meaning of life.

Now look at that child, alone at 16, still working in a vial place, no hope for her whatsoever.

But hey, she got accepted into hopes Peak, something her parents always wanted.

Isn't that just great, mom and dad?

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It was a peaceful day at Hopes Peak, at least from what I could tell. I had gotten to school late because of an early mission that needed to be done ASAP.

Unfortunately I had to do it, otherwise my work would have me buried six feet under with not trace of me left. That's just the sad, fucked up truth of the world.

I rushed into the school, shoved my things into my locker, then paced to class. I didn't want to be that late, especially for my second day of school.

Finally I got to the class in a hurry. I huffed and stopped for a second as I stood a few inches away from the door, hearing rumbling and fussing about god knows what inside the class.

As I let my breath catch up to me, I saw the door cream open and Royta vastly walk out. He seemed as if he was in a hurry, and bumped into me.

We both fell down, landing on our backs.

Ryota shot his head over to me and started to stutter out of embarrassment.

"I-I-I'm so sorry Chi! Are you alright? Oh god I feel so bad, I-"

"I'm alright Ryota, don't worry about me." I said softly, trying to comfort him. He sighed, nodded his head, and got up.

Once he had gotten himself up, he stuck out a hand for me to grab. I obliged, and let him help me up.

After that I dusted off my uniform and sighed.

"So uh, wanna tell me what the hell is happening in there?" I asked, tilting my head.

Ryota shook his head, obviously displeased. "Akane and Nidai were rumbling and things were getting out of hand. So out of hand that even in the magical world of Japan, half the classroom is missing....A-Any who, things escalated quickly and Teruteru gave Akane some potion or something that made her super buff and scary looking. Now they're tussling even harder."

I raised a brow at his words. "Does..this alway happen?"

"You'd be surprised." A soft voice came from the door along with some pixilated noises.

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