My name is Izaya Orihara and my skin is made of paper and my bones are made of glass and every morning I break my legs and every afternoon I shatter my arms. At night I lay awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep. To top it all off I have school tomorrow.
I sat watching the students file into the building with their laughs and smiles. Thats when I noticed a blonde who wore an annoyed and infurated expression. It was enticing to see such anger. I felt as though I just had to talk to him.
"Him? Oh the Shizou-kun I can introduce you. Although he isn't quite what you would call normal. Oh, and don't make him mad." My one and only friend Shinra said to me.
"That would be great thanks." I say to him. We began our approach.
"Shizou-kun!" Shinra shouted to get his attention. The blonde looks up with his painted annoyed face on.
"What is it?" Shizou grumbles.
"I would like to introduce you to my friend Izaya." Shinra says as enthusiastic as ever.
"Izaya this is Shizou, Shizou Izaya."
"Hello, its a pleasure to meet you. " I grin wickedly. He glares for a moment before stating.
"You piss me off." that went well.
"How about this, why dont we hug it out?" I say sarcastically.
"What the fuck? No." He says his face firmly cast with frown.
"You know what Izaya's right hugging is a great way to relieve stress and you are stressed way beyond what's healthy. " Shinra said obviously not getting the sarcasm. Thus I throw my arms up in the air and throw them around Shizou in a dramatic gesture. He stood shocked for a moment then awkwardly patted my back.
It shattered every bone in my body. I spent the rest of my life in a hospital.