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Nagisa and Karma were walking hand in hand in an alleyway dark at night. If someone were to ask them what they were doing in a sketchy place like that, especially in the dark, they would say that they got lost but in reality, they were taking a shortcut to the shared apartment they have.
Nagisa recently got away from his overbearing mother due to CPS being called for loud yelling that sounded derogatory from a mother to a child. CPS showed up to see Hiromi Shiota shaking Nagisa's head and yelling slurs that no one, not even a full grown adult or a child, should hear ever in their life. It left some of the workers wondering where Hiromi learned those words.
Karma's parents were never there to begin with, they were too busy having fun traveling the world without their child who kept getting in fights. Karma had money, so they bought a one bedroom apartment in the area where Stain was last seen in Hosu (as of the time this chapter takes place). They bought it, however, before Stain was seen.
Back to the present instead of reminiscing on the past, Karma and Nagisa were just about to turn a corner and saw the horrific sight in front of them. The famed "Hero Killer" Stain was fighting three high school kids and a hero was seemingly paralyzed on a nearby wall. Karma was immediately excited, grabbing his phone and recording it, Nagisa rolled his eyes at him. They watched as the high school kids fought like there would be no tomorrow, working together but still a little shaky in their communication.
As Nagisa watched the fight, Stain was getting the living daylights beat out of him. His head was punched, his stomach flattened, and being burned. It was safe to say that he was losing this fight. He fell down, coughing up what seemed to be blood along the way.
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Karma and Nagisa walked into their shared apartment, surprised to see a girl of their age in a black short sleeve dress ( Outfit because I can't describe shit ), her short black hair has a braid headband ( Hairstyle because I can't describe shit ).
"Akamatsu-chan! What are you doing in our house?" Nagisa yelled, quite obviously shocked.
"I want waffle fries," Akamatsu memed. "No, but seriously call me Aiya and I need more milk."
Karma sighed, "Why didn't you just go to the store?"
"I got fired a few days ago and used up all my money," Aiya rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.
"Why did you get fired?" Nagisa rubbed his face.
"Because I kept doing things that didn't follow protocol," Aiya admitted. She picked up a book set down on a nearby coffee table and started reading, pointedly ignoring the two boys.