Y/n moved in from the country. She's an amazing singer and is looking for something where she will be able to show her talent.
What happens when she finally finds a job and meets an interesting bartender...?
(Inspired by Burlesque and @KanekiBarbie)...
A/n: "If you're gonna use me for my body, atleast don't treat me like shit" by me, from me, right now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
All I wanted to be was alone.
Just let me be.
I ran out into the hallway and looked from side to side. There wasn't really anywhere to go.
I bit my lip and went outside.
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The cold air pricked my skin. I sat on the steps leading to the front door and huffed.
I can't help but feel...
Utterly alone.
I shivered as I pulled Bakugou's hoodie over my head. It felt like 50° and my dress wasn't helping. I leaned my head against the the fence and closed my eyes.
Why am I here again...?
Who actually wants me here...?
I couldn't help but let a few tears stream down my face. I wiped under my eyes quickly.
"Excuse me?"
...
"Miss?"
...
I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked up. There was a man squatting in front of me. A head full of green hair and bright eyes were looking back.
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His smile was infectious and innocent. I felt bad when my voice turned a bit cold.
"What do you want?" I rasped while hanging my head.
I saw the green haired guy lean his head down so he could see my face. He softened his smile. Did he feel pity seeing me?
"I'm not sure to be honest," he spoke gently.
My eyes flicked to his and I wiped away at tears again. I sniffled with my cold nose and closed my eyes again. They felt dry.
I heard shifting and felt the guy sit down next to me. I peeked one eye open and glanced at him. I pulled my hood down then looked at him.
