as you walk down the halls that are lined with lockers passing students of all kinds from demons to zombies with missing limbs and you…well nobody likes you they leave you or whisper about you “look at them its the weakling” “what a loser” You ignore them like you always do it doesn’t bug you. your soon interrupted by someone tripping you over followed by laughing you look up it’s Ryoko her boot is on your face as she laughs oh what’s wrong did I hurt you?
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