𝘈 𝘛𝘰𝘬𝘺𝘰 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤
Shiori Hanma (which is YOU in the fanfic) has memories of her past life of being a big fan of the anime "Tokyo revengers". But then a tragic incident happened that caused her...
A/N: Hello dear readers! Please be WARNED that there is a slight violence in this chapter. And a piece of advice it's better to read it in DARK MODE. (◍•ᴗ•◍)
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(3rd P.O.V.)
Date: April 13, 1998
You were in class as you were writing down notes for your initial plan on changing the storyline. In this sick anime world where middle schoolers have a gang of their own and keep on fighting and fighting almost every episode.
The teacher in your class was already used to you not paying much attention to her. Since you are already known as a profound genius in school. You were at the top of your grade and many of your classmates admired you for that while some did envy you. But you couldn't care less because to you, your classmates were only 6-7 years old while you are mentally 20 years old. You aced every subject without any effort at all. After that day, when you and Shuji were conversing with one another, Shuji was no longer jealous of you. Instead, he started bragging around his school things like, "My Lil sister is a freaking genius compared to all of those spoiled brats!"
You didn't mind about him bragging about you, but you had to admit it was pretty embarrassing and would most likely make Shuji have more enemies in school. But what bothers you now is not about your brother's bratty attitude in school, but the fact of how you can meet Shinichiro Sano and get acquainted with him. Of course, you knew of the fact that you can't do this alone and might need someone to assist you secretly. But who?
Frustration barged inside your head and caused you to have a slight migraine. 'It's impossible for me to do things alone, especially when I have a body of a child.' You thought to yourself while stretching your temples out of the throbbing migraine that's starting to get worse.
You needed someone reliable, someone, who stays by your side, some who is loyal, someone who can help you get things done, someone that has the same mindset as you-
Before you knew it, the bell already rang, and the teacher already left. Your classmates started getting ready to leave the classroom after their done cleaning it. You immediately stood up and quickly grabbed a broom, and started sweeping the floor. "Hey Hiroki-kun, can you please get some more water downstairs? We need more of it to wash the windows." A female classmate requested from the young white-haired boy who was dusting the walls. "Y-Yeah, S-Sure." He stuttered in response.
The white-haired boy then left while carrying an empty bucket use to dump in the water. After he left, some of your classmates were murmuring about how weird "Hiroki" is. You just minded your own business like you usually do, but in all honesty though. For you, it was so damn annoying. If they want to start up some kind of rumor around the school then it's better if that rumor weren't so childish and judgemental. You were once already used to gossips and hearing about rumors in your past life. But at least those rumors were interesting compared to the one in your present life.
