3rd person POV:
(Y/n):(sigh)
(Y/n): What the hell am I doing here?
Marcus: Ah, the great question that has troubled humanity since the dawn of-
(Y/n) punches his leg.
Marcus: My sweet merciful thighs!
(Y/n): I meant here!
Leona: Trish told us to come here, so she could tell us something.
(Y/n): Who?
Marcus: Bitch four.
(Y/n): Ah...
Leona: Are you just going to lie there?
(Y/n): Yeah, pretty much. It's fun tripping the locals.
The Hellspawn tripped anyone who walked passed him.
Eventually, the Knight arrived.
Trish: Congratulations, Miss Y is now targeting you.(Y/n):(yawn)
(Y/n): Cool.
Trish: Your life is in danger and you think it's "cool"?
(Y/n): Yes. That's why I said cool. Do you know how words work?
Trish: Ugh...
With a disappointed look, she scowled at (Y/n).
Trish: You're like Jaune when he was younger. Trapped in your own little world, surrounded by a fantasy land.
Trish: So you know... Getting target by an assassin isn't "cool".
(Y/n):..... Huh? I spaced out for a second. Is bitch four done with her nagging?
Leona: I don't know...
She looks at Trish.
Leona: Are you?
Trish:... Yes.
Annoyed, she begins to walk away, but almost falls to the ground after (Y/n) trips her.
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The Brutal Life Of A Delinquent
ActionOnce upon a time, in a city, was born a boy. This boy grew up to be a delinquent. Without mercy, he would beat up anyone who annoyed him. Men... Women... Children... Animals... Nature... Technology... None were safe from his wrath. His school has st...