♫ I WAS SAVED.

     the boy’s cold tone toward the student made her twitch. it was rare for someone to get snippy back with her. most would run and hide though this one asked why. he was different. it intrigued her.

     “ fine. ” yandere-chan reluctantly agreed, she can kill him later.“ why i did it? simply because they were going to steal the love of my life away from me. so i had to take care of them before it was too late. it’s a simple gesture to show my undying gratitude towards senpai, while showing other’s not to go near him. ” that doesn’t sound very civil.

     ‘ . . . . . . ‘

     well that was certainly a SURPRISE. after allowing the      benefit of the doubt, conjured images had shown him the      route he THOUGHT this conversation would take--- a tragic      tale of a girl forced to resort to horrific actions, a      motivational speech ( given by yours truly ) that would      inspire her to change her ways---- it was all LOST upon      such a WILD EXPLANATION.

     the recent promise of CIVILITY sets rational thoughts of      calling authorities aside; he's a man of his word, after all.      instead, hands rise to rest comfortably on hips as he gazes      at her. the pose seems quite MOTHERLY, although it’s      unintentional.

just a quick apology for any inactivity in the next few days---- in an attempt to catch up on classwork i accidentally went without eating for 13+ hours and went without sleep for over 24 hours. i thought i could handle it, but i underestimated my autoimmune deficiency and general health problems, and passed out earlier. 

                   ❛ i don’t care about packing a punch, though. and                      it’s not just because i think she’s attractive. it’s                      because she’s really good. ❜

Although no one would know that considering Leo was notoriously bad at Super Smash Brothers of all varieties.

                    ❛ how come you never pick the pretty ones, if you                       like them so much ? ❜

     ‘ just because they’re PRETTY, doesn’t mean        they’re GOOD. ‘ 

     such CASUAL SEXISM developed from the      IMMATURITY he still held from his boyhood.      the high respect he held for women constantly      questioned by such rude comments as the one      he’d just made. 

      “ Ah! Thank you so much! ” Sin grabbed the object from the stranger’s hand. It was her key, the one she used to transform. If she lost this she would have been screwed. “ How can I ever repay you? ”

      “ why did you do it? ” the question rang in her brain. it was so odd, unheard of, who would ask such a thing? she had just threatened him and here he was trying to figure things out like he knew her. why did he care? what would that do for him knowing? these questions flooded her brain, none of them thinking of him in a positive light. as someone without emotions, she just couldn’t comprehend why he asked.

      “ why do you care? to boost your ego? to give a better description of me to the police? ” her voice was cold as she spoke. she didn’t trust the other at all, and didn’t think she ever would.

     ‘ i’m asking WHY because i want to KNOW. didn’t say        anything about the police, now did i? ‘ IMPATIENCE        riddled each word curtly rolling off the tongue, her        stubborn nature clashing TERRIBLY with his own.        EVERYONE HAS A STORY. . . that’s what leo always        said, and the underling felt compelled to move forward        as his superior would, if he could just manage to        overcome bubbling IRRITATION deep within. 

      “ what i did? ” the student questioned the other. “ i didn’t do anything, anything to worry about that is. why don’t you just run along before you get yourself hurt. ” Hurt, as in she was going to hurt him if he tried to snitch on her. one less person to worry about, as she always said. 

 “ besides, isn’t it a little late for you to be out. ” she spoke while wiping the blood off of her face. dead eyes piercing the other.

     her advice came across as a clear THREAT, one that      would not be taken lightly by the boy. such a clear lack      of empathy was DISTURBING and DISGUSTING all at      once; it left a sour FIRST IMPRESSION in his mind.      in the face of DANGER, all he could do was think----- 

                                            what would leo do?

     ‘ if its late for ME to be out, then the same definitely goes      for you. ‘ sure, maybe he still looked a bit kiddish, but he      was anything BUT. he pauses, returning back to the      question that had previously overcome any FEAR or      DOUBT in the moment. tone softened as he inquired,       ‘ ----- why did you do it? ‘ 

             leo had always insisted that everyone had a              story, a REASON behind their actions. . . if              you would just take the time to listen, you              could learn a lot. 

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      blood stained the white shirt of the girls uniform. the blood was from someone who was now unimportant to her or anyone else anymore. washing the crimson red off of her hands in a nearby sink on the school grounds, she was surprised to see someone here this late in the evening. 

“ what are you doing here? ”

     what a DISTURBING scene to walk into. clean hands      could not make crimson stains VANISH from the girl’s      uniform, and the lack of FEAR that laced her words set      him on edge. 

     just his luck that he’d decided to walk alone that night. 

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