Chapter 3: Schools Over, but I'm not going home.
It has been about a month since I killed the man who attacked me. I've since used my powers to wipe everyone's memory of the incident, so no one remembers what happened that day. Despite that, I can still vividly recall the events in my mind, and I often find myself thinking about it.
I've been spending a lot of time with Hiro-chin lately. With my tendency to isolate myself and lack of social skills, I have few people I'd consider friends. But there's something about Hiro-chin that makes him easy to talk to, and I find myself seeking out his company more and more.
I've always been a bit of a loner, but lately I've noticed that people seem to actively dislike me. I can't really pinpoint why, but it's like they're just instinctively repelled by my presence. Maybe it's my cold, aloof demeanor, or maybe it's something else entirely.
Whatever the reason, it doesn't really help with my already low social skills. I find it difficult to make friends, and even when I do, I often end up pushing them away with my blunt and detached personality.
"Let's go back home, school is over."
I turn to Hiro-chin, who is walking beside me. "Yeah, school's over. Let's head home."
We start walking down the street together, the cool evening breeze blowing gently around us. The streetlights are starting to flicker on, bathing the surroundings in a warm, orange glow.
As we walk side by side, the silence between us is filled with a comfortable familiarity. Hiro-chin doesn't seem bothered by my quiet nature, and he doesn't try to force a conversation either, which I appreciate. We simply walk together, our steps falling into a natural rhythm.
We continue walking like that for a while, the sounds of the city and the occasional passing cars providing a background noise to our silence. Despite the fact that we're not saying anything, I find myself feeling strangely at ease in Hiro-chin's company.
We continue walking like that for a while, the sounds of the city and the occasional passing cars providing a background noise to our silence. Despite the fact that we're not saying anything, I find myself feeling strangely at ease in Hiro-chin's company.
We soon reach the crossroads where we usually part ways, the street we're on intersecting with another street leading to our respective homes. As we stop, there's a moment of awkward silence, like neither of us really wants to say goodbye.
"Goodbye."
I nod in response, feeling a slight pang of reluctance. "Yeah, see ya."
Hiro-chin gives me a small wave before turning and starting down the street, his back slowly receding into the distance.
Just as I watch Hiro-chin walk away, a sudden light beam shoots down from the sky, striking me right in the head. The impact is sudden and painful, and I stagger backwards a few steps, feeling dazed and disoriented.
I find myself transported into a strange, white space, but one that is constantly changing and fluctuating around me. There's no clear boundaries or walls, and the environment seems to shift and warp with every moment.
I make my way across the ever-changing white space, taking cautious steps as the ground underneath me shifts and warps continuously. There is no clear path or direction, and I feel a sense of disorientation as I try to navigate this strange, featureless world.
Suddenly, just as abruptly as the white space appeared, it disappears, and I find myself back in the familiar surroundings of the busy city street. I stand there for a moment, taking in my surroundings and trying to get my bearings again. It feels surreal, as if I've been transported to a different world and then returned all within a matter of moments.
As I stand on the street, I feel a strange sense of freedom, as if something within me has changed. I realize that now I seem to have unrestricted movement, able to go and do anything I want with seemingly no limit to what I am capable of.
I look up and see a familiar figure floating down from the sky, landing softly on the ground in front of me. It's the person who hit me with the light beam earlier, their presence ominous and threatening.
With incredible speed, I appear behind the stranger with a resounding crack, delivering a powerful karate chop that sends them crashing into the ground with a loud thud. It happens so fast that it's like I teleported behind them.
With a single word, "die", I remove the concept of the figure's existence from this plane, and they are instantly erased from reality. There is a brief flash of light, and then they are gone, as if they were never there to begin with.
As I make my way home, a sudden roar catches my attention, and I look up to see a gigantic monster standing directly in my path. The creature is massive, towering over me with its imposing size and menacing appearance.
"Get the fuck out of my way." I say.
With a swift and precise motion, I unsheathe my sword and deliver a powerful, single strike, slicing straight through the monster's massive body. There is a loud crash as the creature falls to the ground, dead.
With the monster defeated, I sheath my sword and resume my journey, making my way to the house of one of my other friends. As I walk, I reflect on the encounter with the monster, feeling a sense of satisfaction at my own power and ability.
Lately, I've been avoiding going home as much as possible. I don't really feel like being around my family, and I'm not sure they even care whether I'm there or not. I've been staying at various places like friend's houses or even just wandering the streets at times.
I arrive at the house of my friend, Alice. It's a small but cozy-looking place, and I can see a dim light shining through one of the windows. I walk up to the door and knock gently, waiting for someone to answer.
The door opens after a moment, revealing Alice standing there. She gives me a small smile, looking a bit surprised to see me. "Hey, you're here early," she says, stepping aside to let me enter.
"Yeah, I know." I say, as I step inside.
I step inside, letting the door close behind me, and look around the interior of Alice's house. The place is clean and tidy, with simple furniture and decorations. Alice leads me into the living room, where we both take a seat on the couch.
She starts moving around the kitchen, preparing some tea and snacks for us. I take a seat at the table, looking around the room and taking in the familiar surroundings. I feel a sense of comfort and warmth being in Alice's presence.
I look down at the cup of tea in front of me and feel a sudden pang of annoyance. I've never been a big fan of tea, and the sight of the hot liquid in the delicate porcelain cup just irritates me. In a fit of frustration, I grab the cup and fling it across the room, the teacup smashing against the wall with a loud crash.
Alice looks surprised at my sudden outburst, her eyes widening slightly. "Hey, what was that for?" she says, a hint of irritation mixed with concern in her voice.
Alice looks a bit taken aback as I pull out a new tea set, her expression shifting from irritation to surprise. "Wait, you got me a new one?" she says, her voice tinged with disbelief.
I chuckle to myself as Alice looks at the new tea set, unaware that I didn't actually buy it, but created it instead. "Yeah, I knew you didn't like the old one," I say, feigning innocence.
Alice looks down at the new tea set, a small smile forming on her lips. "It's nice," she says, picking up the pot and pouring us each a cup. "Thanks."
I nod, feeling amused and a little bit guilty at the same time. I hadn't expected Alice to take it so well, but she seems satisfied with the new tea set, so I decide not to say anything.
We both sit there in silence for a moment, sipping our tea and enjoying each other's company. Despite my little outburst earlier, the atmosphere in the room is still comfortable and familiar, like we've known each other for years.
As we sit there, lost in our own thoughts, Alice suddenly speaks up, breaking the silence. "You made me do this." She says, coldly. As she pulls out a knife out of nowhere, and starts stabbing herself over and over again.
I watch in horror as Alice stabs herself repeatedly, the sight of it making my skin crawl, and making me almost vomit. She continues for what seems like years, then she stops, and goes back to drinking her tea like nothing happened.
The situation is so surreal that I can barely even process what just happened. I just sit there, staring at Alice in disbelief, as she calmly sips her tea as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.
I don't know what to say. I'm still reeling from the shock of seeing Alice stab herself so casually and now sit there like it was nothing. I continue staring at her, trying to make sense of what just happened.
"So, what music do you like?"
I'm a little disoriented by the sudden change in topic, but I try to shake off my shock and answer the question. "Uh, music... I don't really have a specific genre I like," I say, still feeling stunned. "I guess I just listen to anything that sounds good to me."
"Ooooh, okay."
I can tell that my answer didn't really satisfy Alice, and she seems to be able to see through my attempt to change the subject. She looks at me with a knowing expression, as if she can sense that there's more to what I'm saying than I'm letting on.
I can sense that Alice is getting frustrated with me, and I realize that I need to get out of here before things get any more uncomfortable. "Yeah, I guess I should probably go," I say, standing up from the table.
I make my way to the door, feeling a sense of relief to be leaving the tense atmosphere of the kitchen. As I turn back to say goodbye, I catch a glimpse of Alice looking after me with a mixture of disappointment and frustration in her eyes.
Without looking back again, I open the door and step outside, the cool night air providing a much-needed breath of fresh air after the strange encounter. As I walk away from Alice's house, I feel a sense of unease and regret, wondering what could have happened to make her react that way.
The streets are quiet and deserted, and I find myself walking aimlessly through the empty streets, lost in my own thoughts. I can't shake the image of Alice stabbing herself from my mind, and I feel a sense of guilt and helplessness, wondering if there was anything I could have done to prevent it.
Exhausted and overwhelmed, I decide that I need somewhere to rest and process everything that's happened. Looking around, the only option I see is a large garbage dumpster located in an ally. I climb inside, closing the lid and settling down in the cramped, smelly space.
"Hey."
The sudden sound of someone speaking in the dark dumpster startles me, and I sit up quickly, trying to see who's there. It's hard to make out anything in the dim light, but I can just barely make out the outline of another person sitting next to me in the cramped space.
As I adjust to the darkness, I can see the girl's features more clearly. She has pink hair, which stands out starkly in the dim light of the dumpster, and blood-red eyes that seem to gleam with a strange intensity.
I don't know how to react to this strange girl suddenly appearing out of nowhere in a dumpster, but I try to keep my voice casual. "Oh, hi," I say awkwardly, still surprised by her sudden appearance.
The girl doesn't say anything at first, just studying me silently with her intense red eyes. The silence is almost deafening, and I shift uncomfortably under her gaze, feeling the familiar sense of unease rising within me.
Despite the weird situation, I'm so tired that I can't help but doze off, falling into a deep sleep in the cramped dumpster. The last thing I remember is the strange girl's crimson eyes watching me as I drift into unconsciousness.
When I wake up, I'm disoriented and confused, unsure of how much time has passed. It takes a moment for me to remember where I am, and as I come to, I hear the sound of the dumpster lid banging open, casting harsh sunlight into the darkness.
I sit up, blinking in the sudden brightness, as someone starts climbing into the dumpster with me. It's the girl with pink hair and red eyes, looking at me with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.
I watch as the girl makes herself comfortable in the dumpster, sitting down next to me without a word. We sit there in silence for a moment, both of us seemingly content to just exist in each other's company without speaking.
I watch as the girl makes herself comfortable in the dumpster, sitting down next to me without a word. We sit there in silence for a moment, both of us seemingly content to just exist in each other's company without speaking.
Weekly Power Status
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