When life wants your head, you bite its hand. That sums up very well the life I’ve been living for 16 years now… I don’t remember my parents, since I’ve been abandoned as a little girl. I’ve had to earn my keep for a while and my previous guardian decided to abandon me… But my life wasn’t that bad, it was a struggle, sure, but I somehow got lucky for once and my little company became very successful, and now, I’m wealthy enough to live on my own. Wealthy enough to attend the best school in the city, and I even made a few friends! It’s been a few months since I enrolled, and rumours are spreading about a possible terrorist attack on the school, a bunch of bullshit, is what I thought…

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Until it happened. Bombs had been planted in the building and our group in particular was held hostage… Just my luck. As the negotiations were held, a guy found one of the bombs next to him and tried to temper with it in an attempt to disarm it. I tried to stop him, but this kid in particular had an annoying habit of thinking there’s nothing he can’t do… And what had to happen, happened. He set off the bomb, blowing up everyone in the classroom, including the terrorist.

“Urgh, my head feels like it’s been hit by a truck” was the first thought that entered my mind when I came back to my senses. “It’s to be expected, with what happened, I’m impressed I’m even alive, but now’s not the time for that. I have to get these debris off of me and make sure the others are all right…”