Hello.. I'm Y/N. Why am I even thinking in my mind.
- Y/N has pulled out their phone, watching the news of the blood bath filled cursed center. The tram comes to a holt and they bump into choso's hard chest.
"Hey.. Sorry (sir/maam).." There stands Choso Kamo, His shy looking face with the lined scar across his nose bridge. His poofy pigta- Wait! That's the famous- Omg!
Y/N holds onto the tram handle, their face flushed and exclaimed with lustness. You look at Choso, and he looks at you skeptical, but he knows what's going on. He's well known. Choso puts his hands on your shoulders and looks you into your eyes. They were like glistening of shiny pearls. "Are you okay!" He pulls out his wallet and shuffling his cash until Geto pulls on Chosos sweater. "Hey Geto! I was just about to pay them for this inconvenie-" Geto crosses his arms, and looks away, his ears going with him since his huge ear piercings. "Oh cmon Kamo! You can find someone like them anywhere!" You see Getos peach finger point at you and then the tram comes to another stop. Before Choso pays you, you run out of the tram, your black converse with the dirt stains hitting the concrete as you walk past the tram. Then seeing it past you as you walk slower, and slower and slo.. You unfortunately clutch your tan tote bag thinking to yourself. ;Ugh! I could've been best fri- or maybe even a couple with famous fighter Choso!!; You sigh to youse- Before you finish sighing, you see the loan sharks. "Crap!" They were waiting at your house door, banging on the metal secondary door. The bats and weapons in their hands. You knew you couldn't pay them back. You slide on your hoodie hood on the top of your head.. and walk off. You sit under a Dunkin Donuts sign, as it pours down heavy rain, you sadly look homeless. All these little kids pointing at you to their parents saying "Daddy/Mommy let's help that poor person out!" And them responding with "No, honey they don't deserve it." You lost it all, and run to a nearby forest, and sit down on a HUGE tree lump that has fell down ages ago. You sob into your hoodie sleeve as your socks and hoodie get soaked. The water seaping into your cloth converse, your Grey sweat pants with small holes now covered in debris and dirty, along with rain. You look around, and unlock your phone seeing it's turned off from your phone bill due date. "Sh*t!" You look around, and see a snobby looking cabin. But guess what... You have no choice but to go and knock on that wooden door.. (will add on a new story later!)
