Chapter 2~Takashi

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     Now to start off, Takashi is pretty tall for his age, he seems like he would be the quiet kid in school but isn't. He's also got the brightest blue eyes and spirit anyone's ever seen. He has always been a trooper and he can be very hard headed at times but how he grew up was different from Ari.
When Takashi was young his Father died when he was around 2 to 3 years of age, he didn't remember much but he knew he was a good man. His mother on the other hand is very abusive to him after the death of his father even a little before, but his dad kept her stable. Although that didn't stop him from standing up for himself which did get him in trouble a lot at home.
     Takashi always hid the scratches, scars, bruises anything to not let anyone think he wasn't ok, because he has a reputation at school for being the happiest boy on campus and don't get him wrong, he really was but he hid a lot of things from people. So it followed up with people not liking him for that reason.
Just like Ari school was his safe place, but he did get in trouble a lot for standing up for himself or talking bad when he thought something was wrong. But again as for anyone who deals with parental issues, Takashi and Ari go by what they grew up with.
     Now Takashi loves making new friends but they never last long, he gets hurt a little when they leave but he never holds grudges and moves on, he knows people hate him; like teachers, students, parents and even animals. After all that he still try's to be nice but people turn on him which makes him a reck but if he could tell someone how he felt he would.
      The moment he knew he was close to highschool the closer he was to freedom he would always say and he was excited to go to highschool for that very reason so he could change and make friends and create a life for himself. He knows it's going to be hard and wants to make the best of it although he still has his life at home. He said "I'm ready for anything that comes at me". The day he finished 8th grade he counted down the days till he walked into his new school.

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