OLD •second chance• (hxh)

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a cold breeze passes through the dark streets.

street lamps shine on the smooth grey pathway as a girl in an hoodie, shorts and frayed red shoes walks steadily in the calm, quiet night.

aurora smith, a 14 year old orphan, walking her way home from the corner store that was further away then the actual supermarket.

why not go to the supermarket you ask? because this bitch got half a brain-cell. she spends all day looking at tiktoks, browsing twitter and instagram, watching anime, reading manga and simping over 2-D bois and gals that she knows she'll never have.

the amount of reels she's seen that say 'caught yo' ass simpin' unfair.

"it be like that dough..." aurora sighs sadly.

she blows her self-cut bangs that she does not regret out of her eyes. swinging her plastic bag containing cheap cup ramen, mint chocolate, grated cheese and strawberry syrup to the beat of crab rave blasting in her ears by her cheap $10 earphones bought from the nearest petrol station.

aurora doesn't have any friends at school because no one appreciates cultured people or weebs, but that's their fault if they wanna be basic normies. a 14 year old who lives in her shoebox apartment with better or worse acne, pretty below averaged grades, and a black cat that wasn't hers but normally stayed in her apartment anyway would be the best friend you could ask for.

but who cares about those boring losers?

as aurora was vibing to her music, she didn't hear the footsteps of someone rushing up behind her. plus she also has zero spacial awareness so oop-

aurora's basic brown eyes widen as someone yanks on the back of her hoodie so hard, she stumbles back into a street light pole, the back of her head harshly hitting the metal.

disorientated and freaking the fuck out, her eyes squeeze in pain as a throbbing pain is felt in the back of her skull

"okay who the fuck-" aurora starts before she opens her eyes to see the a scruffy middle aged man standing in front of her, with a gun pointed right at her face, forehead in particular.

"o shit-"

"s-shut up!" the man stutters while shaking quite visibly. his eyes are wide and his manky yellow ass teeth chattering.

aurora closes her mouth and pushes her back against the metal pole, before looking around. she's in the middle of a street she regularly takes when walking to and from the corner store. all of the houses have their blinds shut, half with their lights shinning through and half not.

aurora brings her eyes back to man, who's still shaking yet has the gun still pointing at her head.

'okay, so i go to buy snacks so i could finish watching the reboot of fruits basket, and on the way home, some bitch ass junkie who looks like he still sleeps in his mums bed pulls a fucking gun on me? aight then, fucking mint.'

"g-give me all y-your money! or i'll shoot!" the man says in a shaky voice, with his voice cracking.

"do i look like i have money?" aurora sasses.

"this i-isn't a joke!" he says with a even more shaky voice. his eyes dart around before seeing the plastic bag in which she's holding tightly.

"g-give me the bag!" he yells, extending his arm holding the further.

"you want my snacks? fine, okay. but let me warn you there's mint chocolate in here so-"

"s-shut up! i'm the o-one with the gun h-here! so g-give me the bag, and you don't get shot in the h-head!" he interrupts.

'should i escape? run it? no way, i can't even run for a minute. fucking fat ass i am. is the gun even loaded? maybe i should act like dazai for a while, reverse psychology his ass. does he even have the guts to pull the trigger? not really, he looks like a totally puss-

"i'm not giving you my snacks! i bet the gun isn't even loaded." aurora remarks, dumbly trying her luck and stepping forward.

'oh my god, why did i step forward?'

"s-stay back! or i'll shot!!" he yells as he steps back, his knees threatening to buckle underneath him.

"oh yeah? do it then!" aurora says stepping forward again.

'fuck me, why did i step forward again? welp, already committed.'

"d-don't make me shoot! i'm serious!!" he puts his other hand on the gun, and starts to slightly squeeze the trigger.

'maybe i should just try and smack the gun away, anime style.'

"pull the t-trigger then you wuss!!" aurora yells, taking more steps forward.

'alright, just walk towards the gun...'

"STOP!!" he yells.

1,

the plastic bag hits the floor.

2,

a loud bang fills the air.

3,

the mans eyes widen.

4,

aurora hears static.

5,

the man drops the gun.

6,

aurora's body hit the floor.

as aurora's body lies on the floor, her face staring upward at the starless sky, two thoughts hit her mind.

'this is fucking embarrassing.'

'oh my fucking god i never got to finish fruits basket aaaaaAAAAA-'

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lololol my writing skills suck ASS but i'm doing this bc i enjoy writing.

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