distraction 2-2

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That night on your way home there was many lights, warm colored ones. You decided to go look it at. It was a little festival. It was cute. But it was soon crowded. Personal space was been assaulted, and not in a good way. Old Woman coming to you, with little coupons for a stand.. You felt very uncomfortable and decided to find a way out. Which was successful. Taking a breather, you decided to go home. Tonight youll dye your hair, oddly enough you didn't care what really happens if you get introble. Because.. The lack of emotional attachment to them and that, they aren't YOUR parents.
Closing your bedroom door, you head to change. You grab the dye and do what you gotta do.
After hours of making a mess on your hands and back of your neck, you sit in there for a hour, playing some old music youd listen to. You don't know why, but you liked it.
Washing the dye out you felt proud. "Alright... Now I need to find something out...." You said looking at your eyes in the mirror. With a sigh you head to the front room. Your mom and dad sat, mad. You smirked. "Evening. Mother, father." You said momonotonely. They pointed to the couch, you sat down. you dad wasnt mad, but had the look of disappointment, your mom how ever... Not the same.

"Did you know that we got a call from the school. saying you weren't in class!-" you mom then went on to why your grounded. "Honey let her explain." You dad said, she huffed and let you talk. "I know but just lately.... Everything blurry.. I think its because of the new setting so fast..Im sorry." You said. Half ass lieing, so I mean you can really get to mad over it.
you ate dinner and left to your room. Your phone buzzed. It was from Kira. 'its like 9?' You raised a brow.

"Y/n can you come over?" -Kira

"Why? Its like 9.." -you

"Because me and kars are bored."

"Fine where you live?"

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You sighed as you grabbed your bag, but before you opened the window, a boy with blonde hair came in. His brown eyes looked wicked, and that smirk... "I wouldn't Go like that sister. Hanging out with delinquents isnt the Way to go." He spoke. "So I'm just living a new life.." You said looking at him. He rolled his eyes, "just like your old one, a delinquent... Into the mafia.. Gangs.." He went on. You watched wide eyed. "How?"

"Im technically a devil here... Not really but technically. I am the comedian to the main cast. But I got bored and left... And you... Yoir spicyin it up." He said leaning on the door frame. You felt your phone buzz. "Either make way for the main cast, dont at all... Or live your new life. Because all g/n wants is happiness.. Once thats achieved this may end, but we never know." He said, then leaving shutting the door. You thought, leaning outside the window. 'I dont care.... If thats ture hopefully I'm supposed to go to the afterlife like I was supposed to. Or it may restart... Then itd give me different opportunities.. But id eventually get bored.' you sighed hopping off the window, hitting a patch of soft dirt.

Looking at the address... It wasn't far.
Seeing kars look out a window, you smiled. "Good evening sir, may I interest you in some steamed hams???" You said in a British accent. Kars looked down at you and raised a brow. "Come in already!" kira yelled from inside. You went through the front door. Walking in, was a mess.. Which got you thinking. 'What if im the main character?' You chuckled at the possibility. Walking up stairs you see dio come out of the bathroom rubbing his hands on his pants. You both made eye contact. "Imma just..." you walked into the room, dio walked in behind you. "She made it! Took you long enough!" Kira said looking up from his game boy. You sighed.

Sitting next to another pink haired kid, he looked like Diavolo... But not? "Brothers." He spoke kindly. That voice made you kinda warm. "Oh thats cool. He's kinda a, cough, dick." You said with a sarcastic voice. He laughed. "I'm doppio." he said with a smile. you thought. Hes probably the sweet but insane one. "Y/n."

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