You didn't had a great relationship with your parents, they didn't liked you, so in return you became a nightmare for them to handle, but once you were 18 they kicked you out, but screw them, you already had a place to live in, you were kinda secretive and hated the spotlight, and also prideful as hell, whenever someone wanted to fight you, you fought, and even if it was a losing battle, you went out with a bang, in school, you were good academically, though it bored you to high hell, one time you were in a late night stroll, you walk by a bar, and some drunk asshole tried to start a fight, then he pulled a gun! "This is it" you thought, then, weird crimson red lines appeared, and the world just, shattered, it was space now, people just seemed like ghosts, you could move but not touch them, it's like, their actions were fixed but yours, so you take this chance, dodge the bullets, which don't harm you, and get behind the drunktard, once ten seconds pass, the same crimson red lines come back and everything goes back to normal, everyone is confused, what happened? To them, it felt 10 seconds were skipped, you cleared your throat to make the drunk guy turn around and clock him in the jaw, after you go back to your place, you think about what happened, it was, trippy, like it shouldn't had to happen, but it did anyways, and now you're focused on homework, a research work of crime bosses, a subject you actually liked, so you decided to search about the italian mafia bosses of Passione, especifically about the woman boss who was schizoid and had two personalities, Doppio Vinegar, or also known as Diavolo, the other, main personality, as you write about her, you feel a, menacing presence behind you, you turn and it's, a weird humanoid. . . Person? You don't know exactly, but you do know it's female, that much is obvious, she has green eyes with black pupils, and a weird pink face on her forehead, she's just, watching you write, reading what you're writing, judging, what's her deal? But you try to continue, she's not doing anything bad, just, watching and standing there, menacingly.