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Return My Love || (Hashirama x OC) [ABANDONED]
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Ongoing, First published Oct 31, 2020
[ABANDONED - read reason in the announcement board]

"You are a nuisance. Why did he have to bring you here?" Tori spat, his eyes glaring down at me. "I wonder what Lord Hashiramasees in you."

"Tori, don't say that! If he hears this, you'll be punished for sure." Kara placed a hand on his shoulder, but Tori shrugged it off.

"Can't you see? She's not our clansmen! This girl does not belong here, yet here she is!"

Kara took a step back. "T-That's..." She looked down at me, her eyes did not bother to hide the disgust as she stared at my face. "I do not know why Lord Hashirama had brought her here, but we have no choice but to comply with his wishes. I believe she is brought here for a reason-"

"A reason? Pray tell, what reason do you think to believe that he had such reason!?"

"Enough of this nonsense, Tori. She is his friend. I do not need to reason myself to make you believe he has his reason to bring her here. Remember who you are insulting to..."

All Tori could do is scoff and turn away. "She is an eyesore."

I listened to their insult and their rants, yet they fell deaf to my ears. Those words did not bother me, why should they be? After all, I considered myself special to be brought upon this meeting with other shinobi children of the Senju clan.

Yet, despite ignoring their malice or bitterness toward me, my heart felt heavy. "I am... special!"

Tori snapped his head, his brows furrowed. But soon followed a smile, a mocking one and full of evil intent. A sight to behold a promise of pain. "Oh? You are brave to declare so."

Kara has enough, "Tori! Once again, if he hears you, he will-"

"Shut your mouth, Kara. I do not care. Everyone is thinking the same thing, don't pretend to be innocent." That silenced her. "Besides, we have every right to hate her. Even though Hashirama-sama brought her here with us, she is not a Senju and never will be. Despite him being her friend, he can never protect her from the cruelty. That's his mistake for bringing her here."
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