Chapter Text
"Do you understand?"
"Of course I do I'm the best!"
"Neru no take this seriously!"
"What a drag...."
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The sound of screams startles a (h/c) teen awake. He sits up and rubs the sleep from his eyes. As he thinks to himself, not yet noticing the trembling girl and man.
‘I wonder what that might of been?’
Though he doesn’t get to think much more as someone speaks gaining his attention.
“W-what the hell! What a-are you doing down here?”
Now noticing the two, the teen blinks and then the realization sets in. Closing his eyes and bringing his hand to his head as he sighs.
“Don’t you two know how rude it is to wake someone? What a drag….Now I have to go out and socialize.” Sighing again not without a care as he stands, causing the two bewildered humans to step back. Though they get a clearer look at the boy and his outfit. He had medium-length (h/c) thrown up in a messy ponytail and wore a black sleeveless top with a scarf tied around his waist. Over top, he sluggishly wore a black haori with beautiful markings and a reddish-orange ombre effect at the bottom. A pair of white pants and black geta sandals.
The female blushes slightly as she blinks finding the mysterious teen to be good-looking. While the man grows angry at the disrespect of this kid. Really! They should be the ones upset, after all, there's a random boy in their new home. If he knew he was down here, he never would have purchased this place.
“Rude! You are in our house and how dare you-” He stops mid-sentence as the teen opens his eyes. Instant fear takes over the anger as he steps in front of the girl protectively. The teen let his hand fall to his side as he tilts his head.
‘Huh, what's wrong with him?’
“What’s with the sudden change gramps? Weren’t you just yelling at me? Anyway, what day is it? I can’t really remember.” Yawning near the end, he stretches his arms up.
His eye starts to twitch, and the man glares. Oh, this kid. Anger coming back full force his weird eyes be damned.
“Why you little punk! I am not that old, how dare you!? Don’t you have any respect!?”
Blinking as he scratches his pointy ear while his other arm falls to his side and slouching over. He starts to think.
‘He’s so annoying. Hmm, and he didn’t even answer my question. All well. I wonder if its night time?’
Thoughts are interrupted again by none other than a vase to the face. His head falls back as shards scratch up his face.
“Ah what the hell man!? Why-” As he tried to look back at them another object hit him in the chest.
“Get out! We don’t want you here.” Finally looking back he’s shocked to see the girl who was now holding a shoe, ready to throw. Before she could he threw up his hands in surrender.
“Okay! Okay. I’ll leave, god. You could have just asked.” He starts heading towards the wall, confusing the two. Before either could ask the boy raises his fist and punches, destroying a hole that can fit him in it. He then proceeds to walk out leaving the man to fall to his knees and his soul leaving his body.
“M-my HOUSE!”