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[A/N: I will try my absolute best to leave out any mentions of what color hair, eyes and complexion the reader has, mostly because this story was originally for my character; length of hair will be mentioned as well as clothing color but the pronouns will be SHE & HER so it wont be a gender neutral story]
She wasn't someone to start a conversation or put any effort into keeping one. Her personality: most described her as a shy yet kindred soul.
She wasn't bothered by silence but found the company of others a nice change at times. She's someone who was sick of everyone wanting to be a hero yet found no need to revert to criminal actions or do anything about it.
She was neutral about the world of quirks.
A warm breeze swayed through the city of Musutafu as she rode down the street on her skateboard.
Having just finished her shift, she was now on her way home as the moon had already replaced the sun.
Her baggy black shirt and hair waved with the wind as she rode, her hands in the pockets of her sweats while her eyes tiredly scanned her surroundings to make sure she wasn't putting herself in any danger.
She made it across the street, a small smile graced her lips as she could spot her home not far from where she was.
Nearing closer and closer, she kicked the board up and landed on her black low-cut sneakers.
She lived in a small home that was chopped up into small apartments. She hummed as she stepped inside the hallway, checking for mail in the box labeled 2B.
"Nothing new..but bills.." she sighed heavily, making her way up the stairs and stopping in front of the second door on the left.
To make it fair, she loved the quiet that surrounded her home, much more tolerable than an apartment or home near a busy street or place.
She slipped into the dark home, the only light seemed to be emitting from the kitchen as she took her shoes off and ventured further into her home.
She laid her skateboard down gently on the counter, grabbing a glass and filling it with water from the tap.
The water felt cool and long needed as it flowed down her parched throat. Setting the glass into the sink, she paused for a moment.
Silence filled her ears. Not one peep from anything or anyone.
She shut her eyes and hummed softly, it was a sad hum that escaped her lips.
"I always forget.." she whispered, making her way into the living room and turning the small tv on.
The room was immediately attacked with the sound of a news reporter speaking. The reporter was a woman with black hair and plump lips.
"..another attack.." the girl said passively.
She plopped down on the couch and changed the channel to watch some cartoons, the long and stressful events of the day soon began to fade as she sat there.
Nothing but the tv made any noise, not even the girl.
The house was rather warm in color, inviting as well. Yet, the home saw very little light and occupants. Solely housing the girl and her burdens.
She found her eyelids growing heavy as she struggled to stay awake, staring at the thick red ring around her wrist, her thoughts filled with questions about her soulmate.
Who was he? Were they kind? Would they accept her as openly as most soulmates do?
"..guess..I'll take a nap then.." she muttered, allowing herself to lay her head against the plush pillow.
The tv continued to play, even after the girl fell asleep, even after light snores escaped her lips from the long day.
Though she seemed like she had not a care in the world, the day after was rather a big day for her.
She was going to take the entrance exams for a prestigious high school and though she didn't really want to do this, she knew she didn't want to stuck working at a small restaurant her whole life.
Not to mention the fact that a certain person kept pressing on the matter. Though a small part of her was exciting, but this was due to the fact that she hoped to find her soulmate through the process.
Maybe her life wouldn't be so dull afterwards.