Four young teenage girls, who are good friends, find that their world is suddenly turned upside down when they suddenly encounter some black carriages and end up in a world far from their own: Twisted Wonderland. With no way of going back home, Dire...
She then reached out and gently took his hand in hers. Deuce lifted his head to see Alice giving him a small, gentle smile, quietly telling him that she was there for him. If he ever needed to talk, she was there to listen.
Deuce looked towards Alice, staring into her beautiful sky-blue eyes and took in a deep breath. "I-I screwed up... I vowed that I'd definitely, definitely be an honor student this time for sure...!" he said, his voice heavy with regret. Grim tilted his head in confusion. "Eeh?" he asked.
"All I ever did in middle school was screw around... I constantly skipped school and spent all my time getting into fights." Deuce slowly began. "I disrespected all my teachers, hung around the more sketchy groups, and bleached my hair to death. Even rode my Magical Wheel all over the place."
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He gripped Alice's hand a bit tightly when he said that part. "I was a terrible person that went as far as to use magic to lord over those who couldn't." Every word Deuce spoke felt as heavy as lead.
Alice could understand that Deuce heavily regretted the things he had done in the past. He was even close to hating himself for the stupid actions he made back when he was in middle school. "That's literary textbook delinquent! You don't see a ton of those nowadays." Grim remarked.
"I...I honestly never would've imagined you... being someone like that, Deuce-kun." Alice said softly, surprised at what she was hearing. Even so, she never took her hand away from his. Deuce could still remember every little detail when he even joined that rough gang of teenage delinquents.
He was always a bit of a wild child during his adolescent years, but when he started middle school, Deuce had changed into something even worse than before. He was sometimes on edge, like a wild caged animal, ready to spring on anyone who dared to come near him.
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Even the teachers had no idea on what to do with him, they just gave up on him. Knowing just how easy it was to go bad still scared him. When he joined the gang, he hurt a lot of people and he even got himself hurt, but he didn't care.
He did a lot of atrocious things. He didn't want to say half of it, let alone tell everything to this sweet, kindhearted girl beside him. In short, he was a plain moron. A complete idiot of the highest degree. "Who the heck do you think you are, you little tart?! Ya got a death wish or somethin'?!"
