Music and flashing light were erupted in the club, people dancing… fighting… singing… drinking, anything really, you went since you wanted to watch the fights, but now it was other you wanted to drink away the stress of home and school… even though you were 12, and still were in school, you looked like you were 16… good genetics eh? You soon in the corner-ish of the big room, near the bar, you had a blueberry lemonade vodka in your hand, sipping at it slowly, your foot tapping to the beat, your eyes wincing at the bright flashes..
As you examined the club… your eyes focused on one specific person… in a cloak with her hood up..? Her eyes crystal pinky purple… kinda like that weird shimmer shit you heard of, her blue hair stuck out to the side as she started coldly at someone across the room… not you.. but it disturbed you, her lifeless eyes and expression sent chills down your spine, you had seen her in the fighting arena as well, not fighting of course, in the crowd… it was still disturbing though
When you took another sip of your drink, glancing away and then back at her… she was gone..? What..? You blink and rub your eyes… she’s back again?.. what the fuck..? Ugh… doesn’t matter… but… she glanced at you..? Holding eye contact for around 3 seconds then looking away… still looking lifeless as ever… she must’ve clocked you’re a kid… well isn’t that great..
you sighed to yourself, knowing you’re probably busted, and you especially didn’t want her to come interrogate you… she’s scary… but that’s when you realised… that isn’t some random creepy girl… no no… that’s the symbol of the underground… the rebellion leader…
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