Words that stung every time they crossed your mind. Why? Maybe because the voice that say those to you in your head belonged to old friends or old teachers. Or even worse your parents
Your what the world calls a physic duelist, and those people aren't particularly well liked in this world. Your parents finally couldn't deal with having a freak as a son and kicked you out onto the cold rainy streets of new domino. They said they were kicking you out because they hated you. But you knew they were lying, they actually feared you. They kicked you out, their only child, because they thought you'd kill them if they got you mad enough.
"What a bunch of shit heads" you said under your breath as you shivered in alleyway in the city. You unfortunately didnt have anywhere to go, your so called 'friends' from duel academy had deserted you some time ago, and chose to sit in a dark alleyway next to a dumpster, feeling sorry for yourself. The thought of suicide brisked past your mind for a brief second before you realized that someone was standing infront of you, umbrella in hand trying to help you stay dry along with herself.
"Are you ok?" She asked in a satin like voice, which lead you to look up at this person. Your heart skipped a beat the moment you saw her. Her body was perfect, breasts almost as big as your head. Hair in a unique style and a dark red. And eyes like green emeralds. Angel couldn't even describe this girl, she was godly. She knelt down to you and nudge you "Are you ok?" she asked again, making you snap out of your ogling
"Not really" You said depressed as you tried to look a way from her. She let out a small sigh as she extended her hand to you. That you looked at oddly
"Here I'll take you someplace warm" she told you as you kept looking at her weirdly
"Why? What's in it for you?" you asked as she kept her hand extended towards you
"Nothing, but do you really want to stay out here and freeze to death?" she asked you seriously. She made a good point and really any place would be better than sitting in an alley next to a dumpster. You reached out for her hand and she helped you up
"*your name*" you introduced yourself and got a smile from her
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