Beep! Beep! Beep!
The loud alarm clock rang as a sleepy Asian girl slowly stirred from her deep sleep. The bright sun shined through the glass window and into her tired face as the sound of birds chirping can be heard from the distance. The girl gently sat up on her bed and let out a silent yawn. Her eyes suddenly grew wide at the smell of scrambled eggs that her mom would always cook for her. She had always loved the smell of her mom's cooking, whether it was breakfast, lunch or dinner. Because of the smell, she quickly got off her comfy bed and rushed into the kitchen. Upon reaching to the kitchen, she notices her mom who was busy with her cooking.
"Good morning Mom!" greeted Ying. Her mom beamed a happy smile at her as she placed the scrambled egg on a clean white dish.
"Good morning Ying. You seemed to be in a good mood today." replied her mom.
"Mom, you know I'm always trying to stay positive every morning. Look, I know I haven't been in a happy mood for the past few weeks, but I'm trying to fix that," explained Ying. Her mom placed the dish on the table as Ying sat down and prepared to gobble down her breakfast.
"I know dear, I know things have been tough without your dad around the house but you're right. We should stay positive every morning. As long as you're happy, it makes me happy as well," said her mom. Ying couldn't help but smile at her mom's statement. Ying has been living without her dad ever since she had been born out of her mother's womb. It was tough on Ying growing up, having to deal with bullying because she only had one mother. Ying, not really knowing what having a father is really like, wished that she could meet him one day when she was little. But that wish changed when she realized the sad truth about why her father left her mother, and it left Ying a burden and regret of her life. Ying looked up from her food to the clock on the wall and notices the time.
"Well, looks like I have to go to school now," announced Ying as she finishes up her food and placed the bowl into the sink. She slung her backpack over her shoulder and begins to exit out of the door.
"Well, have a nice day at school Ying! Be careful out there when you're walking sweetie!" told Ying's mother.
"You have a nice day too mom, Love you!"
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Stepping upon the sidewalk, she was greeted with a quiet and peaceful neighborhood. It was the perfect neighborhood where she can relax and be calm while she takes her mind off from school. If she was given a choice between her school and her neighborhood, she would've chosen this place instead. Every day, she was feared of going to school and get bullied by the other students. The other students would call her unkind names like a slut, whore, nerd, and other really rude names. Ying tried to ignore it, but it gets tough sometimes when she is pushed too far. She would tend to cry herself to sleep at night, thinking about how school fucking sucks. However, she never told anyone about her situation at school, only because she doesn't want anyone worrying about her too much. Even her own mother doesn't know about her being bullied in school, but Ying knew the only way her mom would be happy is if she stays happy. However, she tends to ask herself, Is it really worth doing all this in the end?
The weather was still hot, especially in August when summer has just ended. Ying had her hair in a messy ponytail, a black long sleeve shirt, and jeans. It wasn't her normal outfit that she had normally wear, but she didn't really care and put whatever she had on.
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Upon arriving at school, she had a feeling of regret building inside of her as if entering was a bad idea. There wasn't anything else she could do since she was basically forced to go to school. In her mind, school was a waste of time with teachers giving useless boring lectures and socializing with other people. Even if this was the case of why school sucked, she was still getting good grades.
As she entered the hallway, every student she passed gave her a dirty look as they whispered nasty words about her. Ying tried to ignore all of their cruel comments, as each word became a unphysical bullet, causing extreme pain into her fragile heart.
"Wow, who let this stupid bag of whore in here?"
"I hope she fucking kills herself."
"She's so damn ugly and hideous, I don't even want to look at her."
Ying, with a gloomy expression, reached her locker and opened it to get her textbooks. As she closes her locker, a big buff bald kid walked towards Ying and knocked the books out of her hand.
"Did you forget that you owe me lunch money? Don't make me beat you again like last time," warned Buck.
Ying stared at him in fear as her back faced towards the locker.
"Buck please, I don't have any more! I already gave all of my money yesterday," reassure Ying but Buck did not look convinced. He began to close in on her as he grabbed her wrist.
"Then you deserve this beating!"
He clenched his other hands into a fist and made a sweep motion towards Ying's stomach area until someone's hand stopped the fist from connecting.
"Huh?"
"Don't you ever dare try to hit a girl. If I catch you hitting her again, I won't spare you any mercy. Do I make myself clear?"
Buck turns towards the voice in confusion as a boy with short black hair, green eyes, light-colored skin (almost pale) with a scar on his nose stared right back with a death glare.
"Oh yeah, and who are you?" asked Buck.
In a quick motion, the boy had his hands wrapped around Buck's neck tightly.
"I said, do I make myself clear?"
Buck began to panic in terror as he tried to struggle in the boy's strong chokehold.
"Please, please, I'll leave her alone. Just please put me down!" demanded Buck.
The boy lets go of Buck's neck but then pushed him back with one hand. Buck fell down to the tiled floor as he quickly got up and ran away. The boy faced Ying and helped her pick up her books.
"You okay?" asked the boy.
"Y-yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for helping me. Sorry for causing you so much trouble," reply Ying. She began to avoid her eyes from him while she picked up her books.
"It's no problem," replied the boy. "By the way, the name is Andros, what's yours?"
"Umm, it's Ying," she replies. Andros gently gave her the books and nodded towards her.
"Nice name. You need to get to class now, you're going to be late,"
"Alright, thanks again for helping,"
And so they both left to their classrooms as Ying began to wonder who this Andros was and why she has never seen him before on the school campus. That question remains to be revealed later to her, she thought.
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Paladins Fanfiction [Ying x Androxous] A Dance Between Darkness and Blossoms
FanfictionA dance between the dark and the soft blossoms... A dance that got lowly looked upon and gained no attention of, until realized too late. Can the dark love something so pretty and innocent, or is that just a myth?