Haunted by your past that you were forced through by h̸ e̸ r̸ when you were younger, you ran away from the major cities by the ocean and into the harsh desert. You had to fight for everything you have now. You survived off of scraps until one day you found a huge abandoned house far into the desert. When you were old enough and had properly learned how to read and write, you joined the DWMA Death Weapon Meister Academy as a meister to hide your full weapon abilities completely. You were a good student, so the teachers thought that you were just at the academy for the various other studies they offer. That is until this guy with big gold eyes decides to ruin the charade. Here we fu*king go. •Every one in this story is 17• ⚠️May Contain Mature Material⚠️