𝙚𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 ; black clover

FINRAL

[A/N: literally could not think of a title for this omg]

You were apart of a noble family, but unfortunately due to personal reasons, they kicked you out. It was a horrible memory, one that came back as you sat in a dark alleyway. Thin and dirty— that's how you described yourself. After your family disowned you, you had nowhere else to go, no food, no clothes, nobody. The people you once trusted, your friends, they all left you after that day.

Now, you only had yourself.

You repeated the memory in your head. You knew your family, in some way, never really liked you. They would often insult you for even existing. Even your younger siblings didn't like you.

Throughout your whole life, you never understood why your own family didn't like you. Maybe they were jealous, you thought. Jealous of what?

That day, you finally found out. Your father screamed at you, his tears were constantly coming. The screaming, you knew he was in pain and anger.

"You were a mistake. You killed my wife! Because of a curse you had." he had said. Your father didn't even refer to her as your mother. "It's your fault! You don't belong here! I'm sick and tired of you, crying to me about how hurt you are. It's your fault, you're a weakling, a disgrace. I don't want a nuisance like you in our family. Leave!" You did. You left your home, feeling numb. No tears, you were so used to this. At the same time, however, you wanted to cry. Your father screamed at you, when he never did. He just let everyone else damage you, until you had finally grown older.

You were always lonely, and even now, you will continue to be. At least, that's what you believed.

-

Weeks later...

Today was certainly not your day. Well, everyday since your family kicked you out was not your day, but today was just worse. You felt dehydrated and you were starving, more than before. A headache suddenly appeared and your stomach was aching.

You knelt down, feeling weak, like you were about to pass out.

In fact, you did, and the bystanders did nothing but stare as you fell to the ground. Except for a certain Black Bull.

"Hey! Ma'am are you okay?" were the last words you heard.

-

Finral panicked— he didn't have any clue on what to do. "Are you okay??" he repeated, as he picked the woman's body up in a bridal style. Finral observed you (not in a creepy way), and realized how thin and dirty you were.

'Was she living in the streets this whole time?'  he thought.

Finral quickly opened a spatial portal, and entered it...

Leading to the Black Bulls' home!

As he arrived, he saw Asta training at the front of the home. "Asta!" he called out, and the younger male stopped his push-ups. "Finral, you stopped my streak! Now I have to-"

"Asta, now's not the time!"

"Woah! You finally brought a girl home, huh?" Vanessa exclaimed, a smirk rose onto her face. "Guys! Now is literally not the time. She passed out on the street!"

-

"What happened to her, la?" Charmy asked Finral, while petting the poor girl, who was laying on the couch. The Black Bulls brought inside to help her rest. Since none of the Bulls used any kind of healing magic, they ended up having Mimosa come by.

"I can tell she passed out due to lack of food and dehydration," Mimosa answered instead.

"Hey, hey, what's with all the commotion?! I'm tryna take a dump here!" Yami walked in, he was obviously pissed. He grabbed Asta by the head and held him up. "Was it you?"