The Brief Wars [JJK]

Introduction to this stupid thing yay

[Hey this is my first time publishing any of my works. I might go back and rewrite some things for continuity reasons or whatever but... yeah. Also, whenever you're imagining a voice for the character, just imagine an androgynous voice with a slight southern drawl. Also- I don't like doing y/n's, it just feels super weird for some reason but I applaud anyone who likes doing it cause I just can't help but make an actual character off of whatever person I'm writing. I love drawing too, so I might draw her or some scenes if yall want. Just lemme know :D.]

[Also of course everyone is aged up and some of the older people are aged down. Nothing weird tho. And yes I will have my character pair up with someone romantically. Be patient tho. Love u bye 😘 ]

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Karma discovered that people and their opinions weren't her only problem in life. So was money. And boy did she not have that much. Neither did her parents.

Her parents had raised her normally, given her birthday parties and let her go on field trips that cost a pretty penny to attend, took her to ballgames and let her play any sport she wanted. But despite all that. She could tell they were afraid. Afraid to spend any more than they had. She could hear them when they tried to be quiet about their financial situation, see them double check the bargain bins at stores, feel their eyes as she looked between the expensive pair of shoes that would last a couple years or the ones in the clearance section that you'd have to take a chance on. She understood the weight of the dollar before she could even subtract.

And she took this fear, this unavailability to want to spend more than what she had, and still went to a college who's normal tuition would have had her writhing in financial distress if she didn't have the proper backing like she earned previously from her sports and academic accomplishments.

It covered her dorm, her fees, her books and her tuition, which was great and all but she needed extra money always for sanitary products, utilities and food coverage that the school just didn't provide.

Not to mention every job within walking distance was taken. And any job further than that was also taken cause people had cars that actually worked. Hers of course had broken down in the parking lot right after her first day, making her kill her track shoes a little more with every step.

Her parents had given her so much so far. But she was beginning to be unwilling to even touch it. The guilt of not having anything to compensate them with or even provide for herself was eating at her.

She didn't want a hand out. She wanted to earn her keep. And-

"Huh?" Two rather tall guys a bit her senior were walking towards her as she monologued. One of them was even calling her name and waving like a goofy idiot. She cringed with anticipation, feeling something that wasn't the usual "join my club" convo was about to be discussed.

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Karma yawned, her classes were long and interesting, but very early in the morning. She didn't expect to be so tired even after she chugged a monster at the beginning of class. Yet here she was, her eyelids falling in on themselves.

She heard something like a candy wrapper crinkle next to her, making her peek over her shoulder to see its perpetrator. A caramel sweet was being handed to her by another student. She quickly plopped it into her mouth and thanked him, noting his white hoodie and black pants which had green and blue paint stains on them. He'd given her a sweet every time she began to doze off, and she thought it was really sweet, pun intended, but to this day they'd never interacted beyond smiling at each other when they walked by one another heading to a different class.