Just 2E4 ships

#Fadrea

Ship between number 3 and number 19

Plot: Fazakir runs away from his home only to meet a girl who will Change his life.

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"Loser."

A slightly taller man than him pushed him to a locker, the lock pressing against his skin, causing him to groan in pain. His books fell with a thud on the floor, scattering them around.

As he tried to pick one of the books up, a foot stomped on it violently, almost breaking through the hard plastic cover. Fazakir instinctively pulled his hand into his chest and looked up at the person who was in charge of ruining his books.

"What you staring at, Loser?" He lazily grinned. The large boy kicked the books back to Fazakir, laughing as he walked away. A few other people who was watching at the side were snickering and bad mouthing the poor boy.

As the bell rang, many other students ran off to their classes while Fazakir stayed still, blankly looking down at the books.

Once fresh and new were now broken and torn.

He clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth. Kicking the locker at the side, he ran out of the school building. There was no security guards over there at that time so he wasn't caught. He didn't care how far he ran, nor did he care where he was going.

He just wanted to get out of this horrid world.

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He spent that time outside venting his anger. As the orange sky started to set into a navy blue, he stopped in front of his giant gate, the size slightly intimidating for anyone that pasts by.

The guards behind the gate immediately opened it for him, showing him to where the family was.

There they were. Eating dinner without him.

The family looked normal as if they didn't care he disappeared for a whole day without any notice.

His father sipped his cup as his mother turned her head around, "where were you? Do you know how much money you wasted skipping those lessons? Your tuition teacher was waiting for you for one hour!" She crossed her arms together, staring sternly at him.

Fazakir rolled his eyes mentally before apologizing. "Sorry Ma. I promise I won't do it again." He said, taking his shoes off.

"Can't you just be more like your brother, he's such a good role model." She whined, grabbing a piece of broccoli. Fazakir breathed in deeply, "Why can't you see that he's a freaking bully!"

He looked over to his brother, a smug smile pasted on his face. "Stop acting like that. It's disgusting." He thought.

"Care you explain where you went to?" His father asked, "the school called when they saw you running out the building on the surveillance camera."

"I just had a hard time in school." Fazakir mumbled, playing with his food. He didn't have an appetite to eat it. Heck it didn't even look appetizing at all. Those fancy smancy food you know from those expensive restaurants, it's exactly those.

"Well who said you could just go out like that. You know how dangerous that is? You're grounded for a month." She said, standing up and straightening her shirt.