- 3rd Person POV -
When she thought back, she did have other options. She could've gotten a job at some McDonalds, lived a boring life until she cut ties and ended it all.
But no.
She decided that this would be more eventful; something that'd keep her busy and maybe even entertained.
The man screamed in agony as she stuck another pin in the doll from her pocket, watching with boredom.
Yes.
Like everything, she eventually got tired of doing the same routine over and over again.
People on the street ran over, some watching in horror as he plummeted into the concrete, both his legs bleeding out.
Of course, nobody would suspect or even notice her as long as she was a long distance away. She played along and acted horrified, quickly making her way away from the crowd of people forming around the scene.
She stumbled a bit from walking and ran into someone.
"...Watch where you're going." he said in a hoarse voice, refusing to face her. He stuffed his hands back in his pockets and quickly walked away, avoiding the crime scene as much as possible.
Intrigued, the girl followed the man through the streets, her wispy (h/c) hair bouncing in the breeze. Eventually, she arrived in a narrow sort of alleyway with the man nowhere to be seen.
Illegible graffiti danced on the walls leading up to a suspicious looking door at the very end.
The (h/c) haired girl slowly crept into the alley, her breath showing from the cold.
When did it get so cold all of a sudden?
Her face went pale when she felt a cold hand snake around her neck.
"What are you doing near my bar?"
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A/N: Fuckin yeet dude I'm back with a rewrite and I'm pumped as FU-
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MISANTHROPY 《bnha》
Fanfiction"Just saying, I already regret all of this and want to go home." ----- An abnormal story in which an awkward villain dreams of becoming a hero, immediately regretting it. ----- Everything except for a few original characters of mine belon...
