"Life sucks."
Atsumu murmured. He couldn't remember anything happy. His parents were dead. He didn't get along with his twin brother, Osamu, at all. And it seemed like everyone hated him. Usually he'd cry into his pillow for a bit. But today, he really didn't have the tears to cry anymore. He sat up, to check his phone. "Shit!", He thought. He was going to be late for work in just ten minutes. He got dressed and ran out the door, towards the local bar. He worked as the bartender there.
When Atsumu got there, he looked around. He noticed the clock on the wall. "6:54". He was early this time! He felt a slight essence of happiness.
Just a few minutes later, and the bar was open. Atsumu recognized the several consistent customers, that usually hung around for drinks, or to just hang. But he saw a face that he didn't recognize, walking towards him.
//I think we all know who it is ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)//
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Kidnapped By A Germaphobe
FanfictionAtsumus life has been hell, since his parents died. Everyone seems to hate him. But while working the morning shift at a bar, he sees an unfamiliar face... //WARNING// Strong language
