Belligerent: Victoria

This is a story of a girl I couldn't predict.
I gazed upon her navy blue hair that was until her shoulder as the first time we've met. I couldn't take my eyes of her. She was distant but I felt that she was close. She stood beside that wall full of crevices, making it look unpleasing to the eye. As soon as the wind blows towards the back of her neck, she let out a deep sigh and grabbed the knife from her pocket and finally she cut her hair. That wavy, navy blue hair of hers that was dancing around her cheeks were cut. Without hesitation, she changed her hairstyle. It was shorter, much much shorter. It did not touch her neck, it was like from the length of the male's hair. Short. I saw her bangs in the right side that was until her chin.

God, it was weird. It did not made any sense. Why would a girl cut her own hair? And why that short? What was the purpose? She turned, giving off a nice silhouette making me gaze upon her again. She bend her knees grabbing the hairs she cut and suddenly she went outside and burned it.

What on earth was that? But then after that she looked at me. I was dumbstruck but I didn't avoid it. She walked closer and closer until she passed through me with her hands in her pocket. I felt a chill but soon as I turn around, I saw her back. The back that had a tattoo in her neck. There were vines like tribal symbols. It expanded through her neck like some necklace. I tried to go nearer, I saw her Caribbean blue eyes shining through. I couldn't take my eyes of her.

Then I knew, she did not want to cover it. Her own humanity.