Kabane Kusaka
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At a young age you decide to leave your parents house, they are very strict and sadistic.
You came across a bathhouse and stopped as you breathed for air. You heard footsteps which drove you to hide behind the walls.
Feeling scared you covered your mouth and hugged your knees.
A faint touch from your nose and you opened your eyes meeting a young boy the same as your age.
He looked at you calmly With his robe and dirty foot. He was crouching.
“You're not allowed here.” he talked.