Chapter 1

Kizuato POV

I woke up to hear more yelling. Then, my father came into my room and yanked my coal black hair and threw me on the ground. His glowing amber eyes stared at my dull sliver ones. He then continued to yell at me and remind of how useless I was. I wanted to cry, but there were no more tears left. This continued for about two minutes, my father told me to get ready for school. Ughhhhhh, school. I hate it there. I put ony uniform and grabbed a piece of fruit, before I walked out the door. I arrive in front of my classroom door. As usual Itsuki was waiting for me. He was one of the bullies that make my life even more hellish.

Itsuki POV

I'm waiting for Kizuato outside our classroom door. After about two minutes of waiting, there she was. Her coal black hair flowing behind her, hee steel like sliver eyes. Elegant. Beautiful. Wait, what am I saying, I must be going nuts. I said "good morning" and got nothing back in return. I was getting more annoyed by the second. I grabbed her wrist and yelled "IS THAT A WAY TO TREAT YOUR SUPERIOR!!!!!! YOU PIECE OF TRASH. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY YOUR COMING TO THIS SCHOOL. AM I CURSED? I HAVE TO SEE YOUR UGLY FACE HERE EVERYDAY!!!!" I let go of her wrist, and noticed slient tears coming down her face. It hurt me. It really did. It was like I couldn't control my mouth. If that wasn't bad enough, I told her something that I would never forgive myself for.

Kizuato POV

I walked past Itsuki and I heard a "good morning". I wanted to answer so I didn't get in trouble, but my mouth wouldn't open. I wanted to say a "good morning" back, yet no words came out. I knew Itsuki would be annoyed. Then, I felt a tight grip around my wrist. Next thing I heard was him yelling, "IS THAT A WAY TO TREAT YOUR SUPERIOR!!!! YOU PIECE OF TRASH I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY YOU ARE COMING TO THIS SCHOOL. AM I CURSED? I HAVE TO SEE YOUR UGLY FACE HERE EVERYDAY!!". I felt bad he had to see me everyday. I didn't want him to see me everyday. I didn't want him to see my general. I wish I was invisible. I believed him and I felt bad. I felt tears coming down my face. I didn't want him to see my tears. I didn't want him to yell at me even more for being weak. I thought he would yell at about that, but no. He said something that shocked me and I will remember what he said to me for the rest of my life.

Author note: I hope yoy enjoyed the story. Please DO NOT take this to heart. I will post once a week. Have a nice day!!

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