They do not know how it feels like.

How I have tried to throw myself into battle, but cowered instantly when I would think that I wasn't strong enough.

How it feels to be a failure.

A crybaby.

To be nobody.

How would they feel if they were the ones being scorned and belittled?

I want to be strong!

I need to be strong.

I hate what I am today.

But maybe...

Just maybe.

Ten years into the future, I am sure that I'll be different.

Way, waaaay cooler than what I am now!

I'll show them!

Let's go.

Ten-Year Bazooka!


A/N: There. Just a little drabble for Lambo. C= Maybe I'll make a series of drabbles for different characters.

Know what? Maybe I will.

-Leon, out!