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God, twelve bucks for a damn alcohol?
Hiro thought to himself, groaning and standing up from his bar seat. Maybe not today, I’ll just go home. He started out the door of the lounge and went down the street, shielding his eyes from the flashing lights of ads and holograms, and walking through the alleyways to reach his house.
It was warm, and felt good against his skin, but he felt weird… like something was going to happen to him.
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His right shoulder suddenly bursted open, leaving a sizzling and horribly painful wound deep in his skin with bad black smelling smoke emitting from it. Hiro yelled in pain, falling to the floor and letting out a hiss of pain.
Hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts..
He was too busy with thinking about what was going on, not paying attention to the loud shouts and flashing lights. After what seemed like a decade, he heard the sound of rushing feet move over to him, and was surrounded by three other teenagers.
But right when they got to him he was already knocked out. It was all too much.
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He woke up in a quiet room, laying in an uncomfortable cot, and his shoulder was wrapped in a cloth. He was groggy, but not he could tell things apart better. The three teenagers from before were sitting around his bed, watching him weirdly.
One of them was a girl with long pink hair down to her back, and she wore a brown leather jacket and goggles. The younger boy had black hair, poking out of a baseball hat, and he had blue eyes. He was also wearing a kimono, specifically a black one, that tightened around his waist. Nobody ever wore kimonos anymore, maybe this other kid just had a weird sense of style.
And the last one, who seemed to be the oldest, was a young man with long brown hair and blue eyes too. He seemed to be the most interesting out of all of them, since he looked wise for his age.
“Hey! I’m Masumi Kaito. And this is Sakura and Rei, what about you?”
The young man asked, pointing to the boy and girl.
Hiro gulped and spoke up, confused at why they didn’t ask him if he was okay, but he said his name anyway.
”Seiji Hiro.”
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