Prologue

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Third Person POV

     "Hmm..." Wanwan stared at the box of freshly picked apples. At the market, people were selling many things. Toys, clothes, books, fruits. Wanwan chose to go to the fruit stall, where she would get some apples for her soon-to-be-friends.

     "Um, miss...? Can I help you?" the shop lady approached Wanwan. 

    "Huh? No, not really. Why'd you ask?" Wanwan snapped her head from the box and asked.

     "Well... You've been staring at the apples for the past one hour..." the lady replied with a worried expression.

     "Oh! I was thinking how many apples I should get to the gathering I'm attending!" Wanwan replied with a smile.

     "Is that so? I can help you with that-"

     "But I need like, a ton of apples!"

     With shock, the lady asked "Well, what kind of gathering are you attending?"

     "An Oriental Fighters gathering!"


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     "Dammit, not enough apples. >:( " Wanwan said with a frown. She was holding a paper bag which only included... five apples.

    "Seriously! That old hag sure didn't appreciate the fact that I was willing to spend a lot of money on her apples!"

     Still whining, she walked down the street, passing by little kids or couples.

     "But... I wonder if they like apples? I havent even met them..." Wanwan wondered, looking inside the bag. Just then, she bumped into someone who was passing by her.

    Like a waterfall, the apples flowed out of the bag, falling onto the dirty concrete floor. Wanwan watched in despair as the apples rolled about.

    "Hey! Watch where you're going, you doof! At least help me pick these up!" Wanwan shouted at the person, looking at their face.

    Just then, everything seemed to go in slow motion. Wanwan stared at the person in front of her. Thin, pink eyes. Sharp jawline. White parted hair that flowed gently in the breeze. Something about that person made Wanwan feel something. It made her heart-

    "Hah.. It's not my fault" the man said, sighing. With that, he walked past her.

   Wanwan froze before turning her head to the man. In total shock, she said "Geez, what's his problem?"

     Picking up the dirty apples made Wanwan feel upset. Oh, her gift to her soon-to-be-friends, all dirty and bruised. She put the apples in the paper bag and set it aside.

     "Dammit, $15 wasted, just like that!"

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Hey hey! What do you think of this chapter? Yesyes I know its terrible :/ Anyways, I'll try to update daily. Please comment your thoughts of this. kthxbyeeee.

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