Backstitch [HxH]

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    You go straight to the wall after receiving your badge. Fidgeting with it before pinning it to your top. The badge reads '400'. A nice even number, you dare to think.

     Slumping to the floor, you pull out your phone and start scrolling. Not long later, a fat old man in blue approaches you. You didn't notice the man until he starts fumbling with his bag. Taking out your left earbud, you turn your attention to him. "Can I help you?" You ask him.

     He quickly notices you eyeing him, and immediately pulls his hand out from his bag, suggesting he's hiding something.

"You're a rookie right?"

I don't answer.

"My name's Tonpa, I've taken this exam multiple times, so I can tell." he continues, not giving you a chance to respond.

"Yeah? So? What do you want?" You say, your mouth forming a snarl.

"Well, since you're a rookie, I wanted to give you a heads up on some people you should avoid!" He smiles.

"How pleasant. However, I don't really need a reason to avoid people. But thank you," you explain, shoving your phone in your pant pockets as you stand up.

     Tonpa's subtly off a nervous look before he begins digging through his bag. He retrieves two orange drink cans. He offers one to you. "You must be thirsty. Here! Have some juice."

     You decline, but he insists on you taking the juice, even after you shuffling away.
He gets an angry look on his face as he once again insists you drink the juice. This time he shoves it into your arms. You have no choice but to accept it at this point. His face returns to the creepy smile that was plastered on his face when he first approached you.

"Cheers to a new friendship!" He says. He doesn't open his can so you don't either. He looks surprised at this. "You're not.. going to drink it?" He asks.

     "I'm not thirsty right now. But thanks. I'll have it later." You slip the juice into your bag as you walk away. 'What a creep' you think to yourself

     You had been busy trying to get away from the creepy, probably middle-aged man. Not to mention he was musty. The old man cologne didn't help to cover it either, the two scents had just mixed and amplified.

     You couldn't help but knock into someone as you were making your escape. Towering above you was a... jester or magician person? Either way, he was creepy. his head turns to look down at you.

     Are you lost, little girl?" He asks, smirking. His voice is.. suggestive to say the least. His narrowed eyes look you up and down. That's when you've had it. "Creeper!" You shriek. That grabbed people's attention. Surely someone would notice this creep staring at a young girl. People were talking to each other. They weren't exactly doing anything.

     One guy was about to say something as the creep approached him. The man soon fell to his knees in pain. Are... his arm start turning into red specks? You can't exactly tell you what they are. But what you do know is that he's in great pain. He yells in agony and shock as the rest of his arms continue to fade into the red stuff.

     Now, this has everyone's attention. "Oh, how peculiar," the creep says, arms crossed and grinning smugly. "His arms seem to have become flower petals."