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She may smile and look like she knows what she's doing, but that's all some bull shiz. Lucy has no flippin fūckin idea what she's doing half the time. And like most shy, quiet, and introverted people, she's not the best at making friends or generally being noticed at all. But hey, that's just the way she likes it. She doesn't hate people, she just doesn't like being around them. Let's be honest, if she's a loner, she's gotta have some hobbies. Her main hobbies are just watching anime, playing games, sleeping, or exploring. Some might ask why would she need to explore, well that's because she's living in another country. It really is weird how she could live in Japan and not stick out like a sore thumb. She's lived alone for the past two years because of a not so good incident and the money her parents left her in the will is enough to last a lifetime of luxary. She doesn't speak Japanese and there's barely anyone in her school who understands English. How does she do it, who knows. She spent her entire freshman and sophomore year at this highschool, now she's starting her Junior year. Hopefully it's just as boring as the last two years... right?
Ok, story time(PS, 77+33=100)
Lucy had already been to her orientation and knew where her classes were whether they be upstairs or downstairs. Lunch period was the same time for everyone, meaning every student in the school had an hour to do whatever they wanted. And since this school was kind of better than most, the students could even go off campus to get food. Lunch was her favorite period because Ramen is amazing, but English was her favorite class. It was actually called foreign language, but English is English so yeah. After school, she went to her apartment, did her homework, played games, worked on some rather perverted art work, and set her alarm for when she'd have to leave at 1am.
But why 1am, that's when gambling started. Lucy had never been wrong in her entire life. No matter the odds or the circumstances, she was ways right. She could gamble with her eyes closed and win enough money to buy every casino in Vegas. But she wouldn't do this for another week. Her first two weeks of school were to get used to everything, then she'd play Russian roulette when she got the chance. Yeah, Lucy honestly didn't care much about her own well being and couldn't care less about not waking up in the morning. Gambling with her life wasn't uncommon, but she'd only do that when the price was worth it.
Time skip: 1 school week
She had two options when she got home, go gamble, or finish Borderlands 3. She chose option 3, finish her little project. When she got to her apartment door and used the key, it wouldn't open. It's the same R2D2 key she's been using for the past two years. But then she saw it, her key was somehow smooth where it shouldn't be. Someone sabotaged the key, or more likely its because she accidently dropped it in a jar of corrosive acid during science class. It didn't matter because the door still opened somehow. She obviously looked throughout the house to make sure it was clear but she didn't find anyone. When the coast was clear, she pulled out her touch screen computer and got a stylist. Lucy wanted to get this project done for a while but felt like it was just gonna be a massive flop.
