Y/N L/N has always had widened eyes at the name sweetheart. Today we find out why.
It was a normal Thursday afternoon. You were walking out to your car to drive home from your high school. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and everything was alright. You were putting your book bag in the car when you felt something wet hit your back. You looked behind you to see an octoling boy, with black tentacles and two squids, with straws laughing. This was the biggest bully in the school. No one dare questioned him. Sometimes he passed you and called you a freak or misfit. 'They didn't....NO.' You thought. The boy smirked and said, "Sorry, sweetheart." and continued laughing his butt off. The same thing happened the next day at lunch, except with more people shooting spitballs. Day after day week after week, month after month. More and more people did it, and afterward saying "sorry sweetheart". It was a week before the last day of high school. You had had ENOUGH. You brought a Splattershot full of water to school that day. The second the large group of students (about 8-9) showed up and started firing spitballs, you walked forward slowly, dodging every single ball. Some gasped, other kids choked on their paper. You pulled out the splattershot. Once everyone got a glimpse of the clear tank, some started to sob silently while others stood perfectly still. You pushed the other kids away and as soon as they got the chance, they ran quickly saying, "Sorry Y/N!" You grabbed the bully's hand, put the nozzle of the splattershot on his palm, and fired a drop. He screeched in pain as a hole in the boy's hand formed. You walked away and said, "Sorry, Sweetheart." Usually, injuries caused by water heal within a week or two. Unfortunately for the octoling, it would be done healing by the time he was 25. From that day forward, Everyone tried to get on your good side. When they were around you, they would pray to God for protection. Although some of Jack's victims (thats the octoling) would walk up to you and thank you for what you did. From that day forward, you were known as The Archangel of Inkburg High.
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