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Flashback
(Y/n) POV:
I was running for my life when i accidentally ran into a little boy with black hair, a black polo shirt, and khakis. He looked at me with blood on his face and hands crying. at the moment he looked just like me a sad, bloodied, and a lost child. I told him to wipe his hands on his shirt so we could hold hands while we walk together looking for a hero or anybody to help us. He held his pinky out while we held hands which i thought was weird but honestly i didn't really care, i just wanted to make sure we were both safe. While we were walking down the sidewalk everyone who walked past us looked at us horrified but i wasn't paying attention to anything except my thoughts; i was traumatized and so was the little boy i was walking with i don't know what happened to him but i wanted to help him. I found out the boy's name is Tenko Shimura; that name will stick in my mind forever. As we were walking a crowd of people approached us tenko let go of my hand and we were separated by the group of people.
A little bit later
I still couldn't find tenko so i was on my own again. While i was running i saw the police station as i walked in i realized that i was soaked as it was raining a few minutes before; everyone in the police station looked at me with pity in their eyes one officer grabbed me a towel and asked me if i was okay at that minute i didn't know how to respond the officer looked at me with sad eyes and took me to what i thought was a confession room.
