Truly, You're One Of A Kind

Vita Black, one may say she is a rule follower and wants to follow her cruel family traditions, but really she just was waiting for an opportunity to be free. It was more than a want at this point, and more of a need.

She find hope in a old building full of children of all kinds, and professors, who are cautious to her family name but realize she is just a child in need of the help and comfort she had never truly gotten before.

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"But what about my family? Wouldn't you hate if anything happens to yours because of me!?" She rushed out, her face flush with a small blush. His hand felt nice.. comforting in sense.

"Nothing would happen, and if it did, I would never blame you." He answered her, though he could see her anxiety grow, so he explains further. "You caring about my families well being, over everything else in this moment, shows you really just care that much more."

"Oh," Her voice is small. She never though anyone would say these thing, its always the opposite. 'You're a Black', they'd say. She heard it over and over again.

"Truly, Vita Black, you are one of a kind"